My account was crammed full.Wow! I was even invisible to spammers before, but now I have hundreds of messages. I can't believe almost all of them have...attachments too. I don't think I had given out my email address to anyone but the school for getting assignments if I was sick or, more likely, in the hospital again. Might as well start at the oldest and work my way through.At first it was just a few of the more nerdy kids at school. I am sure they had long ago hacked the school computers from. Tom waited, wanting to see whose ass he had just pummeled. She turned and..."Mon..." Tom stuttered. It couldn't be. It shouldn't be. But he knew that face. He should have known that ass. It was Monica."Tom...what the fuck?" Monica looked at Roxanne. If looks could...well, the rest doesn't need to be said."So, this is my surprise. Tom, you know this woman, I presume?" A small chuckle followed the obvious statement."Wha...what, oh my god!" Monica exclaimed and then sat down. Claire. "May I wash you honey?" She fluttered her eyes a few times before I could even nod.Grandma suddenly dropped to her knees and began to lather up my feet and legs, slowly moving higher. She worked systematically, methodically, so that every centimetre of my flesh was caressed by the soap covered hand. She worked right up to my thighs before she stopped and gave me another flutter of eyebrows, "Shall I clean your cock for you honey?"There she was kneeling naked and wet before me, one side of her. ” My anger quickly eased. I could not believe how my body was reacting to this. Images of Diane and James fucking ran through my head. Instead of being jealous and upset, it made me horny as hell. What was wrong with me? Did I really want Di to fuck James? “So, I assume you did not just tell him, 'No way in Hell'?” “Kenneth, you know he has been nothing but a gentleman around us, and he has been a close friend. And I must admit, I want to go; it would be something different. And I believe.