Now I was laying on my towel, stroking my cock. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.And that should ...ave been what got me off... but then I was thinking about John. My hero, John. And his touch. Feeling his hands on my body. Running up my legs. And his cock. I was thinking about John's cock. Hard, thrusting into Suzie's pussy.Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.And I started imagining what it would feel like. In my hand. In my mouth. Would. I won't do that."'Then put it where it belongs... in the grave.'Yeah. Right as usual Granddad.I felt Lilly struggling in my arms. I released my arms from around her and she stumbled back, staring up at me, concern written all over her pretty, tear streaked face."Now you know why the Army sent me here." I tried to smile, but I don't think it came out quite right."Are you... ?" Lilly, don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you." Your voice changed, when you were talking. Half the time you sounded. "Wow, we have a real natural talent here! You seem to be made for theseshoes," she said with a slight grin on his face."Yes, the shoes are great," was the first full sentence that cameacross his lips to her."And what great legs you have. Have a look at yourself in the mirror.Come on ... oh, maybe put this on."She handed him a red satin kimono and motioned for him to follow himback into the sales room.He put on the kimono and tied it with a bow. This just reached over hiswaist and left his legs. She would honk or tailgate if she thought you weren’t moving fast enough and even flipped the bird at some little old lady who was traveling very slow. We arrived at her house in record time where I followed her to the front door. In spite of what had been happening, or maybe because of it, I found myself watching her big, round ass that was squeezed into a pair of denim shorts as we walked. We entered the house and she led me up to the attic where there were four large, plastic storage.