”“I don’t care.”I thought for a moment. “Okay, then, little slave girl, lift your shirt over your tits while you play. You must keep it high...before you unzip me until after I’m safely zipped.” I grinned. I didn’t care but now the stakes were more even about body parts showing.That slowed her. I didn’t say anything. There wasn’t much I could do until we reached an apartment so it was up to her to really decide how much, if anything, to do.She looked thoughtful watching cars as we passed them and. I took her along and showed her the water tap.While going to the tap to protect her from the surging crowd, I had to keep my hand around her shoulder. She looked at my face and then kept quiet I gave a soft press to her shoulder and pressed her body to mine. She just yielded to all my pressures.After taking the water I just stood and lifted her face and looked into it allowing her also to see my face. It is a very attractive face. I just lowered my face and planted a kiss on her lips which. .. you’re a beautiful girl, I can’t be angry”. Chloe eventually spoke. “You’ve every right to send me packing, what now?” Lana replied, “Why would I, are you done now... or would you like some more? Chloe sucked in her bottom lip. Still sitting on the bed, holding Lana’s hands and keeping eye contact. “More?”, asked Chloe. “I saw you come, it nearly made me come too. I’m not quite done. Could you go again Chloe?”Chloe kept Lana waiting. Still chewing nervously on her lip before coyly and. My 2 girls were grown and moved away withfamilies of their own. I had 3 grandchildren who I adored but didn't get to see enough of. My job withthe MDA was solid and satisfying. Though I didn't have a woman in my life at the moment, I answered her. "Yea, I'd say I was content." I could tell she was going somewhere with this and her question was really bait. So, I asked her. "Are you?"I wasn't sure how she was going to answer. One would expect a widow with no other man in her life to respond.