" You'd be wrong," I said. "Kevin supported everything I did. He was so proud of me that he got one of those bumper stickers made to show it off. It r...ad, "I don't have to take this crap. My wife is a star." So what happened?" she asked. She had actually stopped cleaning glasses and was looking at me so intently that I couldn't refuse her.They say that talking about your pain helps to make it better. It's been six years now and all the talking I've done hasn't done anything but make the pain. All the “Serum” did was knock off twenty actual years from any adult’s age. Not only did it do that, it cured most of the diseases caused by old age. Right now our seventy year old elected President was actually his fifty year old younger self. The outward signs of old age being slower to reverse than the inner workings. Of course his makeup people were working hard to keep his image the same as the one the American people had elected, but it was hard to conceal the unruly blond hair growing in. I want to vomit!" It's obvious to me that he's crazy. You're beautiful, you've got an amazing body, you seem quite marry-able. He's a shmuck. You'll find better. You're better than that."We sat down on the sandy dune while my dog ran around happily. She was beautiful with small soft features; pale blue eyes and thin lips with a wide smile, sort of like Gwynneth Paltrow. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap t-shirt and I couldn't help but ogle her beautiful breasts, so high and proud. They were. He brought them together then apart, worked on one by one then both at the same time. I was moving and moaning a little. He even played with my hard nipples. It felt awesome. It still does. My eyes were closed so I couldn`t see anything. As he was massaging my tits, he was by my head. And the more he moved, the more I could feel his crotch against my head. I didn`t respond to it. He must have a pretty good package which I plan on discovering soon. He then went down to my legs, poured oil and.