. it's cool." I rolled her off of me, reached over and switched on the alarm and turned off the lamp. Pulling the blankets up over us, Izzy and I spoo...ed together and went to sleep.No, we didn't make love... or have sex. But after that night, from time to time, she would come up and spend the night with me.True to her word, Izzy got her friends to stop making my life a living hell, mostly by example. I don't know it for a fact, and she never would tell me, but I think she might have used a bit. Just then the elevator slowed to a stop and a couple got in. They appeared to be in their early to mid fifties. He looked terribly embarrassed and she looked like she had had a chardonnay or three too many. Someone started the weekend early. She wobbled into the elevator on heels clearly not designed for this level of alcohol intake while he bravely held onto her elbow to stop her landing face first on the floor. “Don’t push me around Philip; I know how to walk on my own.” He looked at me. She waited in excited anticipation for that moment - the moment when Rudy would at last spurt his heated sperm deep up inside her hungrily throbbing pussy, flooding her burning cuntal channel with liquid rapture.Then... just as she was reaching for her climax, she heard Rudy say, "Oh shit!" and stop his thrusts up into her ecstatic cunt. Trembling, she looked behind her, imploring Rudy to continue, "Oh, no..." she sobbed out. Don't stop... don't..."And then her eyes widened with disbelief as. ”“So do you want to go out like that, with me like this I mean?”“Would you mind dad, I’m not showing you up am I?”“Not at all darling, but maybe before we go, you could help me with something could you, just so that I don’t show you up?”“Yea sure dad what is it?”“Well, unless you do something about this,” he said pointing at his very tented trousers, ”I’m going to have to walk round with a hard on all afternoon.”“Oooo dad, I thought you’d never ask, I saw it earlier when I got naked, that’s why.