.. I thought maybe ... you’d kiss me again,” she said, rushing the last words.“I told you, you’re not ready for that,” he said softly.“It�...�s just a kiss,” she whispered.“Okay, kiss me, then,” he said, staying where he was.She came to bend over him, and, as her lips touched his, he raised his hands to press them to her breasts. She jerked back, her mouth open wide.“What are you doing?! You can’t do that!” she whispered urgently.“It’s all part of kissing,” he said, smiling at her.“No it’s not!”. She was making enough on the 'massage' business that shedidn't renew the porn site contracts. With a sense of relief she finallydeactivated the cameras throughout the house.She studied herself intently in the mirror. She couldn't possibly look aday over 20, she decided. Despite the blown up boobs, the crushed torso,the puffy lips, and the permanently overdone makeup, she decided thatshe actually looked quite pretty. If she hadn't known her true age, shewould have insisted that she was somewhere. My spunk is splattered under the tables of some of the finest restaurants in the city.About the carrots, we are both rapidly approaching middle age now. We have a son that is eighteen going on thirty-five. My first complete physical exam was two weeks ago. Some of my numbers were not to the liking of that woman and she has been pestering me about my diet since.I am a meat and potatoes man but she keeps putting vegetables on my plate.I keep leaving them on the plate.The worst things are the. I had gained a bit of weight recently, but if anything, I filled out my tall skinny frame even better than when I was in tip-top shape a few years back on my college track team. My hair had darkened to nearly black due to lack of I’ve light. It really made my gray-blue eyes pop. It almost seemed like my father staring back at me more than the mental image I had of myself. A tinge of nostalgia creep in. I missed that crazy old man. He was the only family I’d ever known.I stepped into the shower.