After Ruth died, Jenna didn’t want to live alone. Besides, the premise of continuing the legacy wouldn’t allow her to live a solitary life. It was...not her choice or her intention to live without love and without sex. She was still a young and vibrant enough of a woman to have a lover and to continue the legacy. Unfortunately, being alone and being lonely had just happened. It wasn’t easy trusting people when you were that rich and she didn’t want to open her door, and welcome someone to her. She might have been able to free herself if she really fought. But she couldn't bring herself to. With a whimper of frustration, she stopped pulling, and the tendrils flowed back up her arms and legs to continue their work.The little ember of fear that usually accompanied her ghost lover's first signs of restraint failed to form inside her. Perhaps it was her state of lethargic arousal. Perhaps it was a confidence - or at least a belief - that she could escape this time if she wanted to. But. It was in March 2000, when I was 34 years old…..and Britney was but the tender age of 17! We all remember what she looked like back then, don’t we? Total little hottie!Yeah, I’ll admit….I’ve always had a taste for the young ones. I was one of those guys who was blessed with looks that always made me seem several years younger than I actually was. In fact, even now, at the age of 50, a lot of people don’t believe I’m that old! When I was 34, I still looked like I was in my mid-20s. So naturally,. If you want to go now, I'll get my stuff," Greg replied."Give me ten minutes," she said pleasantly "and we're like out of here."He waited at the bottom of the stairs with shoes and socks off. The buzzing of an electric shaver preceded her coming out of her room. Then, he asked, "May I have a panty liner? I'm getting a blister and I'm all out."Blushing slightly, she stuttered, "Uh, yeah, uhm okay, sure, just a minute," obviously surprised by the request.When she came back, she handed him two,.