“Your daddy was a good man.” “They both were good people, Henry, momma and daddy. I still miss them.” “Me too, Miss Elizabeth, me too; wonde...ful friends. They were so good to us when my Mary took sick, and then she outlived them both, because of a god damned drunk driver.” She nodded, understanding his hurt and anger. He seldom swore, but she still sometimes felt the same rage and pain about the way her parents had died, so she understood his vehemence. “They loved you too, Henry, you and Miss. She was calling me louder but I couldn't hear her. I waited until she was moaning a little before I came back with the wine. When she heard me she started moving around some like they were still playing but it was obvious what was happening. I asked her if she was alright but she couldn't answer. She was in the middle of an orgasm. I lifted the blanket and asked how this happened. She said she didn't know but couldn't stop him once she realized what he was doing. I asked if she wanted me to. Her love made me feel like a teenager again, not a 40 year old woman! Part of the excitement was that we were two older women ravaging one another, not just college age sex crazy young girls!Stacey made my mind and sex drive young again, and I knew what else I wanted. I was still missing cock, and I figured that the connection I had with Stace could only be met by one male. In my mind it was wrong, but in my heart and deep in my cunt, it was so right. I needed cock bad and only Phillip could. He's been out of work for six months. His mother was dying. He was her caregiver. She died a month ago. I checked his references, Clint."I nodded. "A crook would make sure any references you called would give him A-pluses." I sighed. "Listen, I'm willing to apologize to the man if I'm wrong. Okay?"She nodded. Why didn't I... ? I spent hours with him. I didn't notice anything... "Do you have a second choice for the job?" I said."Yes. It was a tossup between Ensign and a woman named Cassandra.