I was holding her at the back firmly and beginning to move my hand, feeling the nice contours of her waist and back. It made me feel much better."Plea...e don't go yet" I begged her, "It's been so nice of you to come."I put my face against the side of hers and felt the softness of her hair, there was a nice smell. She knew which perfume to wear. I felt good and happy.The next thing I knew is that we were on the sofa and I was embracing her passionately and telling her how lovely she was. The I. I rolled off of her and laid down on my side, propped up on one elbow. "Haven't you seen one of those," I asked."Not one with this much," she replied, "Your seminal vesicles can hold quite a lot. I wonder if you have any left."I grinned and said, "oh, there's more where that came from." Anne smiled, tossed the condom to one side, and laid down with her head on my chest. I slowly stroked her jet-black hair while we cooled down from our exertions.About that time we heard the door of the condo. "Jesus?" Travis called out as he turned around and was shocked by the sight. The twinkling of motes danced in front of his eyes with frenetic abandon."Have I been summoned?" Travis asked with rising hope in his heart. The motes dipped once and sped to the door. He grabbed his coat from the rack and followed them out into the frigid wind. Instead of leading him to his truck, the motes surged down the street towards the end of the industrial buildings where a small stand of woods marked the. She’s married. The granddaughter you heard me bragging about is her gift to me. My son Bill lives in the Midwest. He’s a computer consultant.’ ‘Is he married?’ Fran asked. ‘Not yet,’ Brian replied. ‘But he tells me he’s working on it.’ He chuckled. ‘I keep telling him he has to settle down with one girl if he plans to get married, but…’ He shrugged. ‘…he keeps telling me I should take my own advice.’ ‘Oh,’ Fran said. She fell silent, lost in thought. She found herself growing more and more.