I kinda enjoy lookin’ out the window, kid. You know that already. Spring’s on the way, and it’s always sorta pretty this time of year. What’s ...he plan?’ She snorted. ‘Girls in spring clothes are sorta pretty, I guess you mean. What we’ll do is pick up the kids from Maria’s, hit the mini mart for beer, seein’ as you’re visitin’, start cookin’, thank God it’s Sunday.’ Sounded real dull to me ‘How about pick the kids up, eat at Daisy’s Diner, catch their early bird special? Easier for you, more. I’ll admit I often peek at her when she is partially dressed. Guess I want to see a live naked female body. Sometimes I sit in the living room where I can see down the hall. Our house is small, I watch when mum goes to or from her bedroom to the bathroom with just a towel around her. I have seen her completely naked many times. I noticed her breasts looked very full and nice, and have seen her lovely dark pubic hair. I have to go in my bedroom to masturbate after seeing her like that.My cock. It was piled highwith old books and no one there seemed to care about organizing theplace, although I have a feeling there was some logic to the madness.At the front of the store was an old wooden desk. There was a salesgirl sitting there reading Jung. She had on glasses and her hair wascompletely frizzy. She smelled like patchouli, too. It was a damnedshame, because she was eminently fuckable, but clearly didn't care atall about her appearance. No make-up, bad hair, and a shapeless sort. Laying on her bed, she was completely lost in the details of that memory as she frantically worked the dildo between the flared lips of her pussy. Del is very petite. At 35, her body had not lost a stitch of her youthful frame. Her small, pert breasts still defied gravity and her unusually long nipples still pointed north at least two inches when her body was in full bloom as it was now. Her knees pulled up high and back, nearly even with her breasts was the only way she could open herself.