“Would you like a cup of tea or coffee? I have also made some biscuits?”“Tea would be fine Marlene”, he replied as she playfully pushed him do...n onto the sofa. Whether it was pure excitement or whether it was an invitation he didn’t ask but as she bent over to get something out of the cupboard, her slacks fell down, revealing almost her entire backside and a lovely bottom it was; he didn’t admire but acted. In seconds his cock was out, he pulled what covering remained over her bum, pushed her. "Heleft the cafe around noon to pick up supplies and returned an hourlater to find his brother dead. He reports that when he left the cafethere were three people sitting at the tables there, and that when hereturned all three were gone. Those three were Captain Wendt, thehandyman Johann Schmidt, and you, Fraulein Schumacher, is thatcorrect?" Yes," I replied. "I left at around twelve ten. I was the first of usto leave." Did you talk to either man?" I believe I said good morning to Captain Wendt. Any wonder why I have such admiration for olderwomen.After her death, I became involved with a number ofwomen, some in their early 30’s, others as old as 56.Then about a year ago, I was hired to look after acomplex that was built especially for single women whohad to be 48 and up in age to live there. Each femaletenant had a one bedroom suite to live in. Plus it hada very good recreation center and a large dinning roomwhich served excellent meals. Although they could havemale visitors. I mean because he missed the point of it entirely. I'm obviously not an expert, but I really feel like sex shouldn't just be about getting off. It should be about sharing ourselves with someone, and about how great it is when someone wants to share themself with us. That's what's so exciting about it. Doesn't have to be true love or anything, but I feel like there should be SOME kind of connection going on. Otherwise you're just using another person's body so you don't have to waste energy.