.. the case is ... the works ... not gold ... and NOT rust proof.So ... the Royal Oak has a timer set and it beeped.Tyche has a watch too ... it’s n...t quite the watch mine is but it IS a New Zealand birthday present ... for a nine year old it was a decent timepiece. A Rolex Submariner ... for a four year old it’s pretentious as all get out. And we had synchronized the time.The brat took off and left me still in the clutches of Mr Lieutenant Asshole.I could hear her cackling as she sped. What guy wouldn’t die for such a chance. ‘I was naked at her house and she was topless until one day, not long after New Year, she suggested that I learn what a woman looks like all over. All over. What I had lusted over, hoped for, now it was here. ‘She stripped and had me sit in front of her on the floor, she was on the sofa, we were both naked, and she spread her knees wide apart. I thought I’d faint. She had pubic hair of course, she might be shaved today, maybe, and she was so wide, I. I thought, should I go. Then her hand strayed a little lower, just brushing her hairs. No, she wasn't going to play, was she? She raised one knee and her legs were slightly parted. I noticed her nipples were stiff now. Wonderful, chapel hat pegs, as my husband would say. She put the book down. She spread her legs wide. One hand squeezing her breasts in turn, the other now kneading her mound. I unzipped my jeans and slipped my hand into my pants. I am a frequent mastubator and usually take a lot. I caress the soft globes of your ass and lean forward and draw lazy circles with my tongue over the sensitive spot on your spine just where the crevice of your cheeks begins. Softly kneading your cheeks and using my thumbs, I spread you apart, exposing your most intimate opening. Another soft breath of air causes you to shiver again, and you jump with a small squeak as the tip of my finger gently touches your pucker. An almost inaudible ‘Oh My God, that is so nasty’, makes me decide to leave.