We're going to Silver Springs for a ride on the glass bottom boats."Fred scribbled down the directions. "Roger that," he said as he tossed the small p...d on the dash. "There's a place to eat on our right. You gals ready?" Yes," a chorus of female voices answered him from the back.Doesn't get any better than this, Fred thought yet again as he gently turned the big rig into the restaurant's lot.This morning, the girls were eased into the breakfast routine as Ann, Jennie and Melissa each guided a. . liked you too, Jessica," I said, still trying to figure out what was going on. I asked her out once during junior year and got blown off big time."It's too bad we're going to different schools," she said, as though I could have gone to an Ivy League college too. "That's neat about you and Susie hooking up at State."I took a long pull on my beer, stalling for time as I struggled to get my bearings. This conversation was getting weirder by the minute. Luckily Jessica kept talking."It's too bad. Inhaling her scent, I slowly started pulling her panties down while I looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her face. Not like before, no, not like before. I moved her panties down over her ass, and I let my hands roam on her cheeks and I traced her landing strip. She smiled more, and then I heard a gasp as I slid a finger along her slit. She was wet this time, and answered me with a ‘Ohhh yessss’. I pulled her panties to the floor and then gently pushed her to. "I only want you, just you."I really didn't like this whole subject now that he'd raised it. I saw in him a man who had matured, left all the selfishness behind that I sometimes saw in men my age. He was caring, strong, gentle and loving. I loved his intellect and humor, his knowledge, not just about science and medicine but about history and art and music, things that showed me the inside of his heart and soul."But in nine years, I'll be seventy, you'll be thirty-three, still very young, and.