He's been a courier for... What is it now? Forty-five years?" Forty-seven," he corrected, flexing his remaining bony fingers as though to make certain...that they still functioned, "I was a courier when you're grandparents were still alive, and let me tell ya, they're gonna have to pry the last package I deliver out of my cold dead hand before I'll retire."Misty gulped, feeling a little unnerved by the inky blackness of the man's deep set remaining eye and the way his skin seemed stretched almost. The liquid swam around her tongue, delighting it with strange foreign spices, grapes and honey. She swallowed and enjoyed the pleasant after taste which lingered long after leaving her tongue and mouth warm and tingling. The warmth slipped down her throat and a heady sense of wellbeing followed. ‘Wow!’ Sarah exclaimed, the first positive comment she had made all night. ‘This is excellent.’ ‘It is, isn’t it?’ Sophie agreed. There was nodding from around the table. Conversation seemed to pick up,. Lauren looked down, seeing the sun shining through Emma's angelic hair. She touched her lovingly, slipping a finger inside her warm mouth. Emma oiled her, taking her labia between thumb and forefinger, running along the length. She opened her legs wider, delighting in the feeling of the teenager's fingers as they neared her vagina."Oh, Emma! Oh my dear little girl!" said Lauren, lifting her bottom off the seat. "Stop, we must stop!" But, I want to do it for you!" Lauren exercised all her. So, I thought he's at my house right now. All I have to do is go home and I could get him to do to me what he did for Hannah and Jenny." But, I've never done anything with Hannah and Jenny."She smiled at me, "I also overheard that you never talk about your affairs." There's nothing to talk about." Okay."She seemed to have calmed down enough for me to leave. "I had better be going." No, don't, not quite yet." Why?" I am lonely; I would like your company for a while, to talk to, to just feel that.