..it would be their hard cocks she wanted and would enjoy. She asked her daughter Maggie to 'arrange for Denise to come over and they both could get d...ddy's help on the computer.'Maggie was a bit surprised, but her mother insisted.And Mrs. Miller always got her own way.Indeed, she had a second secret, one she would not divulge to her husband or daughter, because she was quite sure they would never, ever understand.Two months earlier a house had sold on the street behind the Millers and she had. " You keep fighting me and I will slice that pretty neck of yours!" She froze, her breath coming hard through her nose falling against the back of my hand on her mouth. I gave her a shove and we started to move back towards my van. I watched the guard booth closely and he was deep into his girly magazine, head down paying no attention. I shoved her against the side of the van and slid the door open, then pushed her inside. I quickly climbed in behind her and shut the door. She tried to move to. I felt a little apprehensive - would they see through my disguise? Justthen I remembered I was still wearing my boxer shorts, so I made a mentalnote to never sit with my legs apart and to keep my skirt pulled down.I'd have to find different underwear for the next day!Mrs. Taylor started giving instructions about how the tables were to beset. She glanced at her watch and said, "Our clients are going to be herein less than an hour, so that should be lots of time to get finishedsetting up. But. And I.. I thought.. I wanted to spend some time with.." I understand," I reply softly, "It's okay.. I understand..." And now reality strikes. I'm old enough to be your grandfather... andyou're your own person, and it would cheapen both of you to thinkotherwise." His voice cracks a little, "But.. I trust that being mycompanion for an evening is not such a hard burden to bear?" How could it be?" I smile, "When you tell such beautiful love stories..."He laughs, and I smile in return. "But.. I.. I.