And still her body produced waste. After three days, her bowels were starting to scream at her. She had pissed herself another couple of times by th...n, not even bothering to shield her privacy; just resting on the floor and letting the urine cascade down her legs. Suddenly her bowels gave way and a torrent of sloppy shit raged from her backside, congealing a slimy puddle round her ass before slowly making its way to join the piss. She couldn’t control this and it happened another couple of. At seventy I went over again for a month’s holiday my granddaughter paid my fair I could of paid it myself but she insisted I came by myself her and her husband picked me up at the Airport and then I was told I would be stopping at their house as my son was going away for a couple weeks while I was there so rather shift backward and forward from my sons place I would stop at my granddaughters . the weekend passed on Monday her husband went to work at 6 am I heard him go he picked up others. I am not being in the least bit critical because it was my extreme good fortune to meet Tiffany and Heather on a night when they had just finished smoking a funny hand-rolled little cigar and they were both eager to “borrow” me from Lucy for some naked experimentation. By the way, I am still together with my Lucy because she is so understanding of my cultural need to explore other female anatomy and learn “new tricks” that I could pass on to her and make her smile.Her aunt was way old but still. Pauline started to argue further, but Paul's specification that his ideal woman was "not too bright" was catching up with her, and she broke off in confusion. Then other aspects of Paul's limited vision of femininity began to surface as well. "Hey," she said, looking into Paul's drawers full of boxers and jeans, "what am I going to wear?" "No problem," said the wizard, making a sweeping gesture, whereupon the various drawers and closets filled with clothing and accessories suitable for Paul's.