She was just completely closed off from her body.We got to accounting second period, and she barely talked to me. I tried to make her laugh, and didn'....When I can't make someone laugh, there's a problem. Not to brag, but it's the truth. I could come to your mother's funeral and at least get a chortle out of you.Worried, I skipped third period. Went down to see Mr. Tilling instead."Hey, Ed," he greeted me. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" You can give me a note. This is important." All. I’m OK now.”Relieved that he’s off the hook, he also senses that Jeff still needs nurturing. Now he decides the squeezing is no big deal—he had just made it one. He looks Jeff in the eyes again, smiling. He reaches for another hug, to Jeff’s delight. Now with a sense of freedom and empathy, he wholeheartedly squeezes each of Jeff’s buttocks.“Wow! I think you got the hang of it! Thanks!”Softly, “But get some clothes on. I can’t have you running around the house in your birthday suit.”Smiling, “I. ” I moaned. The pleasure rippled through me. My breasts rose and fell as I squirmed.“Sun,” I panted, the pleasure building inside of me as she teased me. “I'm clean. You can stop.”“Fine,” she pouted and pulled the towel away. She grabbed a hand mirror and held it so I could get a clear look at my pussy.I looked so girlish and innocent, a plump vulva, flushed surrounding my gash. “Wow,” I groaned. “Oh, wow, I look so hot.”“Yes, you do,” she purred, licking her lips and set the mirror down.. Frank died with a smile in his face and his cock buried deep in some twenty something pussy. He died happy.*Click, click.*She climbed off him and got him cleaned up before calling 911. She put a short dress on before anyone arrived and shouted on his wife Millie with tears in her eyes. The ambulance, police and Millie arrived together. “Ma'am what happened?” the responder asked. “He came over to make sure I was okay, someone was looking in my window watching me and Frank caught them. They ran.