Why do you think I have really moved here?” “Jesus Barry… you’re killing me,” I replied anxiously. “Then fucking say, YES… please, Georg...e!” Barry implored. Getting up Barry walked over to me and lifted me from my seat. With his arms around me, he pulled my body into him. As I looked up into his eyes, his mouth moved towards my lips. Our kiss was slow and sensual. When we broke apart I was about to speak, but he placed his hand over my mouth. “We have spoken enough Georgie, it’s time to go to. "Girl troubles?" I asked, puzzled."You know? My period?" She laughed out loud now, blushing even harder."Oh. So he let you stay because of that?" Mom told him he didn't have a choice. He didn't like it much, and then he started trying to stay behind to watch over me, but she refused him that, too. There was no way he was going to miss such a beautiful experience just being an old curmudgeon. So off they went." I can't believe he actually left you alone," I told her.She looked at me sideways.. By the time Tom finally was able to remove her shoes and pants and panties her mind was beginning to recenter itself. It was not until then that Tom noticed all the beautiful and colorful tattoos that were scattered across her short sexy young body. They were across one ribcage which extended across her torso and under her breasts, up both her thighs, on both arms with one full sleeve. He continued sucking each hard little nipple, slowly kissing and licking his way down her body until he. “John, it’s OK. You should do it.”His wife, Beverley, squeezed his hand, whispering into his ear.“I’d rather it was you then anyone else. Just be gentle with her...” he was amazed, looking into her eyes directly and noticing the tiniest of smiles as if she somehow knew this was inevitable. “ ... everyone’s waiting. Go have fun”.He looked down at his ticket, suddenly aware that several seconds had passed since the winning number had been announced, and took a deep breath. His arm raised, holding.