I did not fight as...I blinked, shaking my head. No one was where they should be. Only a heartbeat had passed. Right? The rest stood up from the fire,...giving Chaun questioning looks. He let out a weary sigh and stepped back. Confusion gripped me.“How long?” I asked.“An hour,” Minx said. “Soooo long.”“Well?” Angela asked.“She won't hurt us,” Chaun said. “She can't.”I opened my mouth to say something and realized... I didn't want to hurt any of them. Just the idea twisted my stomach and made me. I will tell it in her own words.My job consisted of filling shelves during the day, and to do this I had to make several visits to the warehouse to refill my trolley with stock. There was several young men that worked there, all in their late teens and early twenties. I was fifty five at the time, and going through a rather nasty divorce. I still regarded myself as attractive with shoulder length blonde hair, lovely brown eyes and still had a reasonable figure, with the best parts being my bum. I could see it in my mind, my Addie on her hands and knees, rocking back and forth with Samuel behind her and inside her, his thrusts timed with her rocking, going deeper each time. Those were the noises I was hearing: the rocking bed; the groans from both Addie and Samuel; the squishy, slapping noises of his cock sliding in and out of her cunt; and then her whimpering, getting louder and more frantic.Then Addie’s scream scorched through my phone’s speaker. There were masculine noises mixed in. ." I didn't know your story," Bert said. "I know Cindy's, and Nikki's." Same hurricane that got Nikki set up with her Dan got me set up with my Alan." Sort of makes you think of that quote about an ill wind, huh?" Exactly," I said. I looked up, saw Cindy walking across the grass with a couple of other students. When she got close enough to hear, I said, "Stop talking about her. She's here." That one's soooo old and tired, you know," she said. "Hi, Bert. Where's Kara?" See!?!" Bert said. "I'm.