He told me that he was diagnosed with a virulent strain of cancer and worried about leaving Connie alone after he passed. They couldn’t have any chi...dren, so she had no-one to care for her if she needed help. Connie’s ex-husband beat her almost to death while she was heavily pregnant with what would have been Freddie’s child. I promised him I’d keep an eye on her. I did, but never let her see me, of course.Today, however, I was distracted, the grandchildren had taken up all my. I barely had to work for it, it certainly didn't make me feel like I earned anything.I moved to a dorm in my college, didn't even need to, campus is a short bus ride from where I live with my parents but I needed to feel independent. Anything at all really to make me feel less like a child.Sitting at the tiny desk in my tiny room, all these thoughts washed over me, as they have nearly every night since I moved in. And with them, an odd sense of calm. Like this room knew what I was feeling and. What the hell, I can go in and make up something why I'm buying it.So I went to the store. I pulled up in front of the place. It took me along time to get the nerve up to go in. I was happy to see a girlworking at the counter. I went up to her and said I feel funny coming ina place like this. She said don't worry about it, what you need. I toldher that I was going to a wedding shower and I needed a vibrating cockas a joke to give as a gift. She gave me that, right look, and took meover to show. I broke it and said, “You know, I actually saw you and Mike fucking.”She blushed and looked away. “I am so sorry.”“Don’t be, you were beautiful when you rode him and then sucked his dick. I stood outside the window and could see your pussy stretched out by his cock and it turned me on.”She turned back and searched my face with her eyes. “Are you serious?”“I am. My first reaction was disgust and anger but it went away while I watched.”She drank more wine and then said, “So, what do we do now?”“I.