He is in his late 60s, possibly early 70s. Now that I am older and have experienced my fun with an older man (Henry - from previous stories) I am now ...inding my neighbor to be more attractive.From time to time, we will meet in the lobby or elevator and have small talk ranging from the weather, the news to weekend plans. On occasion he will ask me if I am going out with any women or getting some pussy on the weekends. I sometimes let him in on stories I had with my girlfriend at the time. I can. There was a wagon in the trees. I called out but there was no answer. I rode up to it and noticed a little uphill from it was a new grave. There was a stick cross on the grave to act as headstone. All it said was Mother. I rode back over to the wagon. It was almost empty. There were a few worthless guns scattered in the back. Some discarded clothing was there too. I gathered some wood for a fire. As I was looking I noticed a boot down the hillside. I investigated and found the bodies of at. It was mid afternoon two days later when Danica finally sat back with a sigh of weariness to examine what she had made. After a few false starts, and tossing aside several half-done pieces, she managed to combine what she knew with what she discovered as she worked with the tools. She cast the proper spells during her work on the latest piece, because she could feel almost immediately that this attempt was going to succeed.She had shaped a gorgeous and realistic cock, about six inches long and. The next day, she was to visit a potential college with her parents and stay the night. She was clearly excited about starting college next year, but also a bit apprehensive.“I just hope I can make the volleyball team. One of the scouts was at our match last week, and I played super well. But it’s so competitive!”Nick reassured her. “You’re the best player on your team, how could you not?” And after a moment, “besides, I’m sure you’ll get bonus points for your body and form.” He added a smile.