The color choice, though, reflected her affinity for the poem,"When I am an Old Woman, I Shall Wear Purple." She didn't go out in herslippers in the r...in or pick the flowers in other people's gardens, andshe still hadn't learned to spit, but she hoped she had learned theessential lesson of the poem: to cherish every moment of life. She madeher way downstairs slowly to find Melissa waiting for her at the door.Melissa wore a red pantsuit and matching red hat; she too embraced thevalues of "When I. " Well, I'm glad I could be of service," Thomas said with a rueful smile."I know this sounds nuts... even to me. But, I'm desperate Thomas. I've talked to the doctor and even he has been worried about her state of mind. He wanted her to go on some type of anti-depressant but she refused. I'd love her to be a wild and sexy woman but I would settle for her just being like her old self again. I figure if you can heat her up from a kiss... well, it would be fun to see how far you could. "Shall we go into one of the studios and getstarted?"I emerged from the "studio" two and a half hours later with my headspinning and a heavy feeling in my bones that told me life would, maybeeven could, never be the same again. If I thought I had reached the bottomof the abyss before this morning, well, now I had fallen through to thecentre of the Earth. I had reached hell.I climbed into the back of Sara's large people carrier car and tried not tocry, holding back the onset of stinging tears by. We finally got to where I was on my back and Janice or Linda would straddle my face and I would eat out their pussies while the other would suck on my cock and give me a deep throated blow job. Again they would frequently change positions. Each of them wanted to have their pussy ate and also give me a blow job. I could only accommodate one at a time on each end. The entire time that all of this was happening any of the six arms that were free were playing with the four available tittys. The.