I could see in my mind that a beautiful woman was being pleasured.My dick stiffened as I listened jealously in my room. Tried as I could I never heard...a corresponding groan or grunt from her partner? I would think that with all the sounds she was making I would hear more from him. I didn’t even hear the bed move. When I checked into the room earlier in the evening, I remembered that I actually saw the woman who went into the room next door. She was a lovely blonde headed lady. She was. It was the third one in my neighborhoodthis week, and the local citizens were starting to get used to theviolence and chaos. These super-conflicts were certainly more excitingthan any movie Hollywood ever put in a movie theater! The locals moved off the main streets and gave the ultra powerful playersplenty of room to clash! I wasn't among them. I am a sixty two year oldman with an artificial knee, and I could not move as fast as the others toget out of the way. I had no choice but to hide. Not a lot. Just chilling after a long day. Listening to some music."She responded with, "Where's the wife and kids?"To which I responded with (not having a reason to hesitate, considering I was pretty open with most of the kids I knew), "Out of town for a few days. I'm solo for a bit. So I'm chilling."Her response shocked me."I can come over, and make good on that promise I'd said earlier. You know."I had to be firm about it, but polite. As much as I hated doing it, and the thought sucked of. It was expensive, but it turned out that Terence had a low sperm count so it was the only way anyway.They had a daughter, and it turned Terence's view on life around. For both Margaret and Terence, it gave them a new focus for life to fill the gaps they felt in their own. All that mattered was giving their daughter, Jessica, the best of everything they could manage.Jessica was a charmer from the start. She smiled, and laughed, and brought joy to everyone. Terence doted on her, and Margaret felt.