At the store, he grabbed a cart and started that meandering trip through the myriad aisles of the grocery store. He was following a woman who was smok...ng a cigarette while shopping. It reminded him of just how different things were today from the time when he died. Even the cashiers smoked while ringing up the purchases.On one of the aisle a stock boy was restocking one of the shelves. Tim paused to watch him work only because that was a sight that seemed to have vanished or become hidden. It was scene of a mother and her two daughters having a picnic in a field filled with flowers. It was painted in a romantic, impressionist style. The mother and the girls were wearing long summer dresses and straw sun hats - the mother's dress was white, the older girl's pale pink, and the younger girl's pale blue. The girls were busy arranging flowers around the rim of their mother's hat. "It is actually a beautiful picture," thought Mrs. Miller. "But why was Henry so upset....?"She could. Pity, it looked great and I was paying the same either way. She phoned, told me to just look towards the door and stand up with the phone to my ear.She was short, overweight, wearing a voluminous mock fur coat and large dark shades. I pretended to know her, risked a kiss on the cheek and pulled her chair for her to be seated. ‘Sit down! That’s what the maitre’d does.’I did. He did. She was bottle blond, curled hair, heavily made up and looked vaguely ridiculous in the dark-lit restaurant. Slowly as I started to peel her clothes off, I found that Anita had a perfectly body. At about 5.1” there wasn’t a part of her that was either too big or too small, from her tits to ass, to waist. Just feeling her soft skin with my hands I got hard pretty fast. She noted and drove her hand down my pants, started jerking my cock. I had her panties down to her knees before she started to push my jeans over my ass. We were both necked in no time, and as I out over at my friend, joy was on her.
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