What’s she doing?”“Working in a store in the small town where she lives, and looking to open a bed-and-breakfast. And grow apples. She may have ...ound the place. She needs some financial help so I’m going to Vermont on the 3rd to see the place, and help her out.”“Like your deal with Jackie Ferguson?”“Yes. That’s still a year or so off, at least according to her latest plan.”“Sorry to keep bouncing around subjects, but are Sofia, Alejandra, and Leila coming to the New Years’ party?”“Yes. We’re. I remember the days, when I would see cleavage like that and just want rub my dick right through the middle. With that I asked her upstairs and brought the wine with me. I was starting to feel the alcohol, maybe she was too, but we were all of a sudden in a long tongue twisting embrace. I realize with that, I just haven’t kissed enough of the recent years, I do love to kiss, I am very oral in general, so it was a good feeling to have a woman want to kiss me and hold the embrace for a kiss. "Okay." I said."Did you have to stop and think about the fingers, identify each one and will them to act?" No, I just did it." I answered."But until I asked, those parts of you went unconsidered, didn't they? You weren't thinking about them at all." No." But they were still completely a part of you." She said, more statement than question."Yes." I said, more agreement than answer. "Thank you." It is a two way deal, you know." She said. "I may be able to borrow the outlook and attitude of my. ’ ‘Who are you calling old?’ Carol teased, poking me. ‘Not old, older. Shit Carol, you’re gorgeous.’ She blushed, kissing me again. ‘And you’re sweet. My girl is so lucky.’ My wife wasn’t done with me yet. ‘Didn’t you get enough this morning?’ I chuckled. ‘Like I’ll ever get enough of you.’ Kelly climbed over Carol, settling between my legs. ‘Can I take care of him?’ she asked, looking up at my wife. ‘Shit, why not? We’re all going to Hell anyway,’ Wendy sighed. ‘Just a blowjob!’ Carol scooted.