I smiled again. She was still checking me out. I was admiring her voluptuous body and big curves. I was only maybe two feet from her now. I could smel... her sweet perfume as she clicked her cell phone shut."Hi!" she said. "Good afternoon." I said with a smile. She paused looking at the front of my white swim trunks. She licked her lips. "How are you young man? Do you live next door? I'm Mrs. Dorian. My good friends call me Lana. What do you have under your arm?" she said in a sexy voice. "My. "Ah, now I feel more comfortable again!" A vanity in the corner wasstocked with beauty equipment. I sat there and brushed my hair. I wasthankful I did not lose control as when I first saw my own image, yet Icould still get lost in enjoying my own good looks.I heard a knock on the door. "Come in," I called, happily aware of themelodic sweetness of my voice. Everything about my new condition seemedmore and more right to me now. How ironic that Moranna tried to destroy mebut made me so happy. Her eyes were the same shade of green as mine, beautiful in her wrinkled old face. Her expression suddenly softened.“Well,” she started, this time with a much more conciliatory tone, “I suppose that I probably did need a bit of brushing off. And as for going to the hospital; I am a much tougher old bird than you might expect. Perhaps, though, you could drive me home in your car?”“Of course,” I replied. “I would be delighted.”As we drove, we talked. She told me to call her Lily. “For ‘Lillian” I. With a few more pumps of your hips, I feel you cum deep in my ass and finally my orgasm subsides as you pull out. You step back and I turn around, falling against you as you catch me to hold me up. My legs are weak but I want more. I start kissing your chest and arms but instead you tilt my chin up towards you and kiss my lips. ‘I love you,” you tell me with that little smile of your, and you give me a giant hug. I bury my head into your chest and just breathe you in. ‘I love you too… ‘ I look.