She stared up at me with big dark eyes."Um, I don't know. What can I do? I'm not from around here." I said cautiously. I had no idea what she could po...sibly want from me."I have a problem." She started, "You see, I'm still a virgin." Oh, how can I help?" I asked cautiously."Please, I need you to take me now!" She shouted, hiking up her skirt.She reached forward and undid my belt. She then undid my jeans unleashing my cock, which was now quite hard. She pulled down her panties as the other girls. Gracie was not a little old lady by any stretch. She was attractive and slender. She appeared to have (my guess) about 34C breasts and green eyes. She had decided to embrace the onset of gray hair by coloring her hair silver and wearing it in a short cut. She smiled freely and had green eyes. Gracie and I had chatted from time to time whenever we encountered each other in the lobby or elevator. On my first full day back home, I ran into her in the lobby and we rode up on the elevator together.. You acted responsibly, you were using protection. The condom broke; they do break occasionally. We can take care of this. “ she said as she gently rubbed my head trying to reassure me.She continued, “I can fix you up with emergency contraception that is highly effective in preventing pregnancy. It is simple and safe. But we need to take it immediately. It is a concentrated dose of estrogen and progestin. It will prevent ovulation, and implantation. The only real side effect is you may. Sister Angelique wanted to reassure the older woman that she had no hidden agenda and no interest in making Nana her play toy and was only interested in being friendly in simple terms of human decency and common interaction as travelers on the same stagecoach in the middle of the dangerous Indian Territory. She knew if they were stopped by bandits and captured, all three of them would be treated exactly the same by the bandits or the Indians and there would be no remaining dignity or false.