They must have belonged to his grandma and forgotten when shepassed away. In a desultory way he looked through the contents amused bythe unfashionable...garments and faintly disgusted when a few pairs of redrubber incontinence pants came to light formed like Victorian bloomerswith frills below where the knee would be. The box also contained oldlady corsetry, petticoats, dresses and coats. He wondered why on earthanyone would wear this stuff. He turned to repack the clothes when he wasstruck by. Her car was just one street away, and she took me back to herplace for the first time. It was a three-bedroom detached house,significantly bigger than a single woman would want, I thought, but atthat time such practicalities were not really on my mind. Still reelingwith surprise from the kiss and being taken back to her place, I wasblown away by the way she proceeded to use me for sex. There was noother way I could describe it. I couldn't say I was raped, because Iloved every moment. It. ..I Kiss you just below your belly button and the feel of yourskin there is so soft and tender,water running down over my head andface..my hands kneading and caressing your buttocks as i pull you closerto me.You raise one leg up and rest it over my shoulder... your cockjust inches from me,i start to run the tip of my tongue all along thelenght then coming back to circle the head.This still seems so unusualfor me cause until i met you,i had never ever thought i could doanything like this...but. I tensed - couldn't help it and she felt it. This was the moment I haddreaded since that first kiss - Olivia and the Great Lie. I should haverehearsed some method, a script, to manage this encounter, but I hadnothing beyond a whirlwind of thoughts and notions - half-arsed all ofthem.Olivia took my silence for reluctance rather than indecision. Herdetective's head could't let it go though. "I mean, the way you are, theway you present and then these beautiful flowers, your very naughtytattoo....