Most of the ones I wanted were twice what my house was worth, and the ones I could afford were not where I wanted to live. That is when I found out ab...ut the new trend in active adult senior centers called Retirement Communities. The one I liked the best was a huge four building complex with four floors in each building. Each apartment was either a one or two bedroom built with seniors in mind with wide doors and walk in showers. We had three pools, two of which were outside in the quad formed. ” She giggled again and continued, “But it was one of those clear plastic ones ... absolutely see-through.”“So what did she do then?” Brad asked, his interest now really piqued.“Sweetie, haven’t you ever heard the adage that you can almost literally get away with murder if you act like you’re supposed to be doing whatever it is you’re doing? Well, that’s exactly what Kathy did. And she even walked on the balls of her feet the way I do as she just walked calmly right through the hotel lobby and. ”“So tight. So wet. God, I’m so wet for you Shi.” She panted. I could hear the soft, wet sloshing sounds of her fingers quickly thrusting in and out of her body. I moaned louder, pushing my own fingers inside myself even deeper. "God yes Mandy. It’s my finger you feel baby. Tell me what you want. What do you want me to do?”I throbbed almost painfully. I wanted Mandy’s lips back where they belonged. I wanted to rush over there. I wanted the clit she was rubbing to be grinding against. Over the next month my mind kept drifting to what it would be like to touch him. To feel his soft skin. Finally, I get the courage to tell him we need to talk. Four days later, he’s sitting on my couch in my college apartment, us finally alone.“Brock…I don’t know how to tell you this but I…I kinda…” I lower my head, not sure of how to put it. His face twists, giving him an adorable confused look. He brushes a loose strand of dirty blonde hair from his eye. My eyes meet his, not sure of how to.