Z standing beside it looking frazzled.She couldn’t see me at first because of the glare of the headlights, but rushed to hug me as soon as she recog...ized me. Mrs. Z was trembling a little as she clung to me and kissed my neck.I’d had a crush on her for as long as I could remember, barely 5 feet tall, dark red hair and freckles with a slim body and amazing ass and legs. She was a knockout mom of five and I’d been jerking my meat to her for years. This was back when people, women especially,. She wanted us to have the life that she didnt. The story officially begins in July of 1983. I had just gotten done mowing the Weismans lawn and cutting their bushes. For the most part their lawn and bushes were pretty easy to tend to. The only difficult part was seeing Julie lounging by the pool wearing a skimpy bikini. Julie was a perfect 14-year-old hottie. She was 52, probably weighed 100lbs and had smallish tits. She had curly jet-black hair. Her best feature was probably her ass. It. And I knew that the promise of her body was true, for I’d enjoyed her many times. Even without the added element of my blood, Maria was a passionate, giving (and taking) lover. She was also an intelligent educated friend, as well.It was tragic that because of my obsession for a woman, now dead for three hundred years, I had no ability to give Maria the love she deserved.Not unexpectedly, the condominium was in one of the ‘high-end’ developments in Nashville, and security at the entrance to the. She liked how soft it made her hair and how it smelled. Its called Rain Forest.’ ‘So, I have you to thank for that,’ he said, and remembered the pleasure of burying his face in the fragrant strands to nuzzle her ear. ‘So it was Sharon’s shampoo first, not Jan’s. Sharon isn’t using it to attract me after all,’ a disappointing discovery. ‘You’re welcome.’ Sharon shook her head, creating a nebula of scent that Sam floated through. She looked back and smiled knowingly before stepping outside. ‘Or.