When lunch was finished myself and ann went to the kitchen to get an icecream and watch some tv while our parents stayed outside drinking wine and cha...ting. so we sat there watching the tv eating our icecreams, and all i could focus on was anns tounge licking and swirling around the ice cream and imagining that the icecream was my hard cock that was now pushing hard against my jeans, and that the cream on her nose and around her lips was cum that i just shot all over her face, i was nearly. My patience finally paid a dividend one weekday afternoon. I was standing in line at a Walgreens in Connecticut when the guy in front of me commented, "Nice bracelets."He was about 5'8 and white with a beard wearing jeans and a flannel shirt. I had noticed him looked back at me and the bracelets a few times, but hadn't expected a comment while in line. I kind of nodded and mummbled, "thanks."I was in a fog and barely coherent as the clerk waited on me. Someone had finally made a comment about. "And why doesn't the Chantry do better helping the poor people? Isn't that the point of a charity? They should be running soup kitchens and clinics, and using the Chantry buildings as places of refuge for the homeless. That's what many of them do where I'm from. I can't understand why it doesn't happen here. And what about the noblewomen? I understand some of them fight, but most of them don't. Is there any reason that they are not out, among their people, teaching or healing or running. Records Inc I closed the tablet after the song reached it’s completion and sat there with sorrow in my heart. ‘My poor Marlene, what has she been through?’ I thought. I sat at the kitchen table and thought about the song that I had just heard. For some reason, my thoughts returned to the brief conversation that I had had with Marlene at dinner the previous night, regarding my father and his alcoholism. He had put my mom, younger sisters and me through pure hell. I placed my elbows on the table.