He looked to be in his late thirties, but life had bent his six-plus frame. His stringy and matted hair, mostly light brown, had strands that were cas...alties of the sun. Every inch of him needed a good scrub. His large frame, hosting homeless-inspired muscles, was stuffed in a grimy sweat shirt under a thin jacket. He wore jeans so small that I clearly saw his large cock. Strangely, despite his illness, his light brown eyes were surprisingly clear, and his habit of looking into my eyes when he. ” I felt rough hands grab my wrists, tugging at me, holding me in place between the pews of the church no matter how much I struggled to reach her. I shouted her name, forgetting again, as I had the day before and the day before that, that I had been robbed of speech. “No!” Once again, that command, this time from her, from my Alice. o-O-o I awoke, her face hovering over mine, blue eyes that one sparkled with laughter now dulled with worry, her gold curls framing her porcelain face. “You were. ., if that's what you want I think I have something that'll serve you right, er, well. Can you hold on for a second? I'll be right back." He disappeared into the storage room in back.Frank stood there stunned, as he thought about what just transpired. "I'm like Jim Carrey in 'Liar, Liar', I have to tell the truth to this nut."After what seemed an hour, Frank just wanted to leave, but something made him wait until the old man came back with a dusty box."This should do the trick for you, Frank.". ”Saying that she left towards our drawing-room. I felt, probably, she was careful the second time because of my glances. But I dismissed it and continued to study.After dinner, all were getting ready to sleep. I was still completing a few of the last chapters. Mom and dad were already in their room. She was adjusting the sheets on the bed. She was bent at that moment. Her curves were visible from her side. Involuntarily, my eyes were drawn to it.I tried to avert. And I did avert. But after a.