As for me, I was the total opposite. Always wore my blue jeans and t-shirt. My hair was long and brown but usually held back in a ponytail underneath ... cap. I was such a tomboy and most of my friends were males. Natalie and I became friends last year. She'd moved in the neighborhood and immediately befriended me and my best friend Denny.Denny was a year older than me. He was 13 and in eighth grade. We'd been best friends since we were still in diapers. Our parents were best friends as well.. Scotty went with me to my room to get a fresh bag of clothes. He said that I needed to get a shower and clean clothes. He said I smelled of sex. That's when I told him of our plane trip home. I stepped in the shower, Scotty stood with the shower curtain open and watched me. When I was able to open my eyes from shampooing my hair, Scotty was stroking his dick. I told him to join me. Not only did he join me, but daddy did too.The guys washed me, played with me and fucked me. I was alsmost. "I love you," he said simply. "I never expected to find this kind of love at this time of my life. I'm 58 years old, my children are grown, and I have a grandchild on the way. I'm excited that I've found you, and I don't want us to be apart, ever."Listening to his words, she blushed, "I love you, too. I didn't expect to find this kind of love a second time around. I thought I was lucky to have found it once in my life. Twice was too much to hope for, but it seems that the fates have. As a woman, her upper body strength was less than what she was used to. Although she could carry it in one hand, it was far more comfortable to use two. Anne led the way, opening the door so James could stumble out, items in hand. "I'd like to hear you play a little more at home, if you'd like." Anne said, opening the tailgate of the station wagon so James could slide the amplifier and guitar in. "That'd be fun, mom. " James replied. That had been one thing she had never done for her mother..