I really didn't; but I didn't want to be alone either, so I invited him in."He sat with me and we chatted about this and that. Then the conversation t...rned to football. I play golf now, but only because I can't play football. When I tell you I'm a fan, you better believe I am a major fan."I passed some of my days in the hospital designing plays. I'd sent them to the University of Florida but you know how those things work: 12-year-old girl, hand-drawn football plays, thanks but ... I showed. During the ride, I would hold her tightly and also press her thighs. After lunch, we went to our hotel room (oh, by the way, I had bought some condoms, whipped cream, nutella, and chocolate syrup on the way).As soon as we entered our room, we hugged each other tightly and I looked into her eyes. In an instant, I took her head in my hands, removed her glasses, brought my lips close to hers and locked them up. It started up slow but slowly, the heat and passion grew.We kissed for almost 15. It was a gesture wasted on her tormentors, who were too focused on her nudity to even notice. The agent finally held out his hand and Susan stepped out of her empty panties, picked them up, and handed them to the man. He dropped them on top of her dirty socks.The pile of Susan's clothing was now complete. Everything she had been wearing when she entered the room was now on or under the old wooden chair, leaving her in her birthday suit. She stood with her arms at her sides, making no attempt to. I reached forward and used the thumb and forefinger of my left hand to spread the fat outer labia. The fatness of her cunt made for a deep slit and, once pulled open, I could see that her inner piss-flaps were quite long and dark with crinkled edges. I peeled the apart with the middle finger of my right hand and exposed the old cow’s clit. I wondered how often she had stroked that. Had she lay in bed only a few days ago and rubbed herself? I often found marks on her nightdress during my visits.