" Oh," she gasped."A stand off I think." I suggested."You don't really want to kill me do you?" she asked awkwardly."But you really do want me dead do...'t you?" I asked, she had the decency to nod."Then I suppose," I told her, "I had better make sure no other man will ever want you, I'll slash your face from chin to ear right across your cheek." right across here, I threatened.Her breathing became laboured, "James," she said, "Please," Please, what," I replied."Keep talking, tell me everything. Mom said no he wont learn his lesson that way and she gave me a quick wink as well.I suppose Mrs Stevens said your right. We finished breakfast and Mom instructed me to do the dishes so the girls could get to the sewing No problem Mom I can handle that you ladies have fun. Grandma was first to get up and go into the bedroom and shut the door so she could pee.She came out and said Donny it needs emptying. OK grams In a minute.Mrs Stevens asked where are you emptying that? Oh that old sink hole. "I wondered why the hell I paid taxes, considering the state of mental health care these days, but I was at loss to know what to do. I asked her in and we had a rerun of yesterday though I decided that calling the police again was a waste of time. We talked while I was cooking tea - after raiding the freezer - and, on most topics, I got intelligent conversation. We shared a love of the countryside, eighties and nineties music and we both listened to Radio 2. I asked her how old she was, she. I kissed and loved on her and she loved me back.“Does this still excite you?” she asked as she stepped back and opened the towel fully.“Come back here! I wasn’t finished.” She smiled and stepped back within my reach, the towel now a shawl. “Sweetie...” I said, between licks and kisses, “I love this body! I love you too, so much! Don’t ever doubt that.”“Well, did having Sandy’s naked tits bouncing around excite you?”“Of course it did! I’m a male, not blind or gay, and it was something we did.