‘You must have really wanted me.’ She said. I growled as I got in bed and turned away from her very fine body. She turned towards me and put her h...nd on my ass and said, ‘Good nightzzzzzzzzzzz.’ ‘Well fuck, I really like her,’ I thought. Saturday morning was at times agonizing, at times fun, and at times confusing. Fun was cooking breakfast together. Every time I added anything to the food she added more. In retaliation I slipped a pad of butter in her hand then squeezed it shut. She kissed me. “Are you *****” “Yes” “I’m Audrey’s sister, Rose, she told me all about you” “Really” smiling at me she said “Oh yes all about you”, I smiled to myself, we went and sat at a table to talk, pointing to a man in a wheelchair she said “That’s my husband”.Apparently Rose’s hubby was ten years older than she, 76, and had had a stroke some seven years earlier, she was his carer. I got up and went to the bar for another drink and studied Rose, she was dressed in black, black skirt, black blouse, and. This was too distracting for Bob he felt he needed to pay attention to his driving before he crashed the car. It was at this point that Bob looked up to establish where he was, and found himself a little lost for a moment.Soon Bob knew the area he was driving through, and fully understood it was better he got out of there quickly, as he turned a corner he noticed a couple of black guys stood on the street corner just looking at him and following his car with their eyes. Bob then realised they. ”“That may no longer be avoidable.”“So everyone’s lining up to tell me.”“There is often wisdom in crowds.”“Plotting my sexual demise, gentlemen? Or commiserating over your own inevitable decline in performance?” Kathryn was sauntering down the stairs in a white silk robe that, as threatened, managed to conceal almost nothing. The bottom ended about an inch below the lower curve of her buttocks, the front was so loosely tied that both her sex and a fair portion of the inner swells of her breasts.