"Isn't that the general idea?"I heard something rustle and turned to discover Julie in the doorway, her dress hoisted up around her waist, keys dangli...g in one hand, while the other was inside her lacy underwear, fingers frantically probing for her "G" spot."Hi Julie!" I called out.She gave me a weak smile and continued masturbating."What?" Bob said puzzled until he turned and saw her too."Julie?" Yes," I said, and giggled, "Meet Julie at her best."Julie flushed. I wasn't exactly sure why, I. What are you&hellip,? I dont, I start to say, and then I shake my head. No, Im gonna tell the truth. Jacking off, I say to him instead. You ever do this. He rocks back on the balls of his feet and says shyly, Sometimes when Im really, really upset it makes me feel better. But dad says its not a good thing to do, so I try not to. I dont do it often, I admit and pull down to expose my head. But when I do it makes me feel better, too. Like, right now. But I can stop if you want me too. I go to put. ”“You’re a subscriber to the Chemical Society Review?”“Yes, but the student price is heavily subsidised; I doubt that I’ll have my own copy when I have to pay the full whack; I assume that most firms will have their own subscription and circulate it.”“One more question. If you had access to a time machine and could go back and talk to one person, who would it be, and why?”The look on my face must have given away my utter bemusement. What kind of question was that? He laughed.“Okay, so that’s. I guess that he´s around 55-60 years old, Always well dressed and well shaved and he´s living a few blocks away from me. I´ve seen him for years and he has certainly seen me as well. Anyway, today this morning on my way to do my shopping I met him again at the bus stop and he started to talk. He was a bit unshaved and not as tidy as he use to be and he told me that his whife is away visiting the family in Palestine for 2 months and he had to do the cooking all by himself. His c***dren are.