I still remember a lot of guyz use to stare at her when she walks through streets or talk on phone on the roof..with boobs of size 36 ,waist 29 and fu...king ass of size 38 even i use to stare at her ,infact ny guy would have wished to fuck her then and there if she walks naked..we even use to get many unknown phone calls and boys use to ring our door bells just to have a glimpse of my sister…There were even some horny guyz who use to masturbate on my sisters,s scooter,which i noticed many times. They were genuinely nice people. They were the kind of people who bring out the best in everyone around them. "Salt of the Earth," to use my grandmother's terms, but at the time I really didn't understand what that meant.Mrs. Morrison was a spry sixty-something, much like my grandmother. She invited me in and, as usual, offered me a glass of milk and some cookies– chocolate chip, fresh out of the oven, still warm and gooey. What better way, I thought, to ply a sweet old lady for information. " I stated."What are you doing tonight?" she questioned.Hell what was I doing tonight? Its Wednesday yep Modern Family and Criminal Minds were on the agenda."Well........ Just a few shows I like to watch and cooking dinner for myself that’s about it." Hmm is that right you cook?" she exclaimed sounding a bit surprised. “Well I'm not really sure why but I feel really bad for yesterday and feel compelled to make it up to you." Wait wait wait......... Are you asking me out on a date?" "Yes and. An apology would cheapen what I consider a highlight in my life. I kissed a girl, a beautiful, sexy girl. I put my arms around a young woman and placed my mouth on hers, and the sensations, the heartfelt feelings I experienced thrilled me beyond description. Don't you dare apologize for that. You can say you'll never let what happened happen again, but don't you dare apologize for the most beautiful and warming experience I've ever had."Tears welled in her eyes and overflowed. Where did this.