*Alex why did you have to die* She asked my gravestone, Her voice doesn't sound right though, It sound's as if she is stuttering the words out, Let's ...ee why..Yep she's crying that aint good, I can't handle it when she cry's it just makes me want to do the same*Don't cry Alice* Yes I did just tell her not to cry, I know it's pointless but I seriously don't like it when she does*Wh..Who said that* She asked, I mean she literally just asked me who had just talked to her, She can hear me*Alice you. ) She didn't even tell me not to look and just breezed past me. I stared, as usual, and she went into the bathroom. She didn't bother to close the door all the way and hung the towel on the rack and bent down to turn on the water. I got a very nice view of her tits from the side as she did it. I was still staring at her when two things happened at once. My towel came undone and fell off, my stiff cock sticking out pointing right at mom, and just at the same time mom looked up and saw me staring. Under his blouse I also guessed with surprise a lace bra and it seemed well stocked.We undressed the old man and when he was naked I say jokingly- one day it will be necessary that you make me the same one.She blushes and says, you have to ask that of your wife.Sud the effect of the water a little cold used for his toilet the old cast a jet of urine that came right on me.Martine burst out laughing, you can not stay like that with the d**gs you take it will stink, remove all that.But Martine,. She'd been gone a week when my boss called me in the office and asked me if I would like a company paid mini-vacation. It seems that one of our biggest customers was opening a new branch office about thirty miles from where Leslie was visiting her folks. He wanted me to go and meet the customer, go through the new facility with him and see what we needed to do to get the proper inventory and equipment in place."Go over on Thursday and then take Friday off and spend the weekend with Leslie."I.