I tried to remember that last big O I had enjoyed, or even the last little o; I think it was after the first time I found my husband and my daughter i... bed together, his eyes glazed and her face all aglow, before I took all those pills.My first husband had died unexpectedly, leaving me with three-year old Dana and a ton of insurance money. Gary came along two years later, and at first it was a perfect fit; I still don't think he married me for my money. He became a wonderful father, step-father. Or better still, my pants …in them, that is. Mmm, lovely thought! I stretched out, resting on the grass, and thinking now how nice it would be to have a man touching me, sliding my pants down and putting his hand between my legs; exploring me down there; parting my lips, which were swelling now, pressing my thighs wider apart; touching me inside and making my juices ooze and run down my crack into my bum …which is what was going to happen soon if I kept on with this train of thought!I was in. “It is the other way around. Elena takes care of me. She won’t even admit it, but when my wife passed away Elena took on all the responsibilities of a wife except the carnal pleasures. She had ensured I see the doctor every quarter, have regular prostate exams, meet exotic sexy women for my sexual needs, and still lets me be a father to her. I couldn’t ask for anyone better. You, David, are a different matter. I can say I’m ecstatic that you aren’t my son. You would have caused me to have a. "And with whom did you hitch a ride?" With a friend." came the woman's reply."A friend, Fraulein?" repeated the guard once more. He stared into her defiant face and realized that he was going to have to detain her. Wherever she had been, and with whomever she had been with were unknowns that must be inquired into. It was obvious from her expression that she was challenging him to force her to speak, believing in her western arrogance that her appearance and appeal would protect her. Confident.