I recently 'celebrated' my Fifty Seventh birthday. Okay, celebrated is not really the right word because suddenly I had begun to feel old, as though ...y life had passed me by. The kids had grown up and provided me with five beautiful grandchildren but Alec and I had grown so far apart that it seemed we had absolutely nothing in common any more. Throughout my life, I had met various people and even fallen in love with someone else but, like every other man I had ever met, he let me down. I. ”Heather called me, on hearing my name I came into the lounge, sat next to Pam and hugged her. Our blanket was still on the floor. I kissed Pam then started to kiss her neck whilst Heather slowly removed some of her clothes. I kissed down her neck down to her boobs, once on these, I gently nibbled then bring out some fantastic nipples. Heather gently played with her other boob. Pam grabbed our head and pushed us into her boobs really hugging us.I let my hand wander down to her hair line then. Jenny was clearly becoming a broken woman now. She showed less outward signs of resistance and indignation over all the humiliating situations she was being placed in.To Omar, though, in spite of his vindictive treatment of this woman, she showed a class of dignity he had not seen in very many women in her situation.She always groomed herself immaculately. Regardless of what clothes she had, she kept them clean, the holes or tears patched and everything ironed. Whatever debasing acts she was. She was pleased by that. "Yes. He loves me. He's such a dearlittle man, even though it's harder each day for me to think of himas a man. He's something else, we'll have to find out what else,give him every opportunity to come out of himself. But I do lovehim. Very very much!"She paused. Then asked in a quiet voice, "How do you feel, honey?"This wasn't playful. She wanted honesty. "That you love me? Happy. Very happy." But my voice soundedtroubled."No, I mean about the rest." Uneasy..