He asked "what's in those breasts of yours? k**s love your milk, what flavours do you have today"? She stopped, turned to face him, put his hands unde... her breasts as he lifted them up, then said to him "right one is butterscotch and left one is strawberry today! No wonder your babies can't resist them"!She laid him down on the bed, stood facing him in front of the bed. Turned around and gave him a show, highlighting her curvy, voluptuous, mature body. Then said to him "so you love my mature 60. And boys at that age are just hormone time bombs waiting to go off.I should mention one thing here, growing up is great. It's a wonderful experience. ONCE! Twice is sort of OK. The third time is boring, after that forget it.One thing that happened every time was Helen McCleavy's death. She was killed by a hit and run driver two weeks into the summer holiday. Previously I had been so wrapped up in Sarah that I just mourned Helen for a few days and then got on with my life. This time though I had. I scanned the hall for the owner. Nobody there."Yah! I heard he assaulted you and your daughter in the shower," shouted one of the women from the coffee-line, apparently in support of her partner's sex questionMy pulse quickened as the hair on the nape of my neck and arms bristled. A nasty rumble of anger filled the hall. The incendiary question was a lighted match drooping into a pool of gasoline."Belinda, that's a fucking lie and you God damned well know it!" Alice screamed as she pounded the. “Christian, thanks for being so considerate of our situation, but it won’t be a problem. I’ve purchased a condominium/apartment in one of the high-rise complexes across from the Vandy Medical Center on Hillsboro Pike. So Phil won’t need to travel back and forth, he’ll just be going across the street.“And truthfully, I wouldn’t want anyone else taking over his treatments. Damn, man, Christian, we’ve talked it over together in private, and we simply trust you to handle Phil’s treatment and don’t.