I asked him, “Do you want to eat first?” “Eat what would be the better question,” he replies. We opted for a light dinner first. I decided t... cook the dinner and as I am at the stove, things start to unfold. He stood behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist, slowly sliding his hands down to my growing cock. “Careful,” I said, “we don’t want to have any spills.” (Yeah corny line I know.) He nuzzled my neck and said, “Oh I won’t let a drop of your cum spill. I have dreamt of this night. Her legs were short but shapely, her ass never to be firm in her lifetime. She often wore these ugly round black frame eyeglasses, often leaving them on as we had sex.Grandmother was not ugly either. Please do not think that! In my eyes she was lovely and was mine to enjoy.And enjoy her I did.It soon became apparent to my innocence that nothing would be forbidden to me. Hand jobs were followed by blow jobs, then with my hands beneath her nightie or skirt while she blew me. Then her breasts were. I don’t think I was ever happier at any time in my entire life. The few months before my graduation could not have been better. Even though I had to go to school in another state for my graduate work while she finished up her senior year in New York, I was sure the few months until winter break, then spring break, then the summer would just fly by. We phoned each other all the time. I tried to write her at least one love letter a month so that when we were older, she’d always have some. ” “I hope so.” “Yes, Giorgio says it’s like they believe it’s rightfully theirs. It’s like the Greeks and the Elgin Marbles.” “Yeah, you know when I was a little girl I thought they were like little glass marbles. I was like, what’s the fuss!” “Awww Elizabeth.” “Who do you think they’ll be up against?” “Who?” “Sorry, the Italians.” “Ummm… probably the Qataris. They bought Cezanne’s Card Players.” “Oh what was that?” “That my sexy friend, is the current record for a painting.” “Oh, I thought.