. You know, I just can't get over the wayyou've gone for this! Last week when you caught me wearing yourthings, I figured the roof was going to fall...in." Well...you know, I didn't tell you this, Gary, we had so much else toget out on the table just then, but...well, that guy Alex I lived withback in my twenties...I always wanted to dress him up. I just knew hewould look smashing in a dress!"Gary laughs."Your sordid past, coming out at last! No, you never told me aboutthat. Did you ever get. . And you must be Mary; nice to meet you! I think it’s you I’ve come to see. Shall we go up to my ... your ... room?”“Nice to meet you, too, Bernie! Please ... if you don’t mind.”“What’s going on, Love?” Tricia asked her son, “Something, I know.”“Don’t worry, Ma. The boss lady at Mary’s convent said it’s okay if I show her around a bit.“ ... Ma, do you really want to pick up the paper tomorrow and read a story about Tommy Malone and the Mysterious Nun? You know I don’t care about that rubbish. "Put it in!"Oh. My. God. He started fucking me, and I never wanted him to stop. He wasso deep inside me. It was only a few minutes until I was cumming. If thisis what a female orgasm is like, I might stay like this a little longer.A few minutes later, I was cumming again, and the third time I came, Johncame with me.We passed out after our exhausting session. We were both covered in sweat,and I was filled with cum.I woke up a few hours later, and John was getting dressed."That was weird," he. ” Loren’s expression was wistful. “I’ll be just that sixty-four year old Granny again. At least we’ll have fresher memories than almost fifty years ago.”“You’re a lovely, sexy, hot Granny, Baby! I’m going to cherish every moment we had.”“As I shall, Tommy!” Loren gave me one long, hard kiss. “I guess we have to get up. What time is it?”I glanced over her shoulder at the clock. “It’s 8:45, my dear.”“You mean we’ve been going at it for two hours, again? Holy Hell, Tommy. I bet I’m going to be.