’ Tina turned her back, refusing to look at the man. He would attack, she knew that. She just had to hope she could provoke him past his control poi...t. She had to give Michelle time to do her part. With a hideous roar, David rushed her, taking the five steps he needed to get his hands on Tina in three. His hands closed around her throat, strangling her, his thick fingers digging into her flesh brutally. Michelle raced from the cage, almost too panicked to do her part of the plan. She hesitated. Little did I know this would come back to bite me. I had a little too much to drink that night. Everyone starting leaving the party around 2:00am. All that was left at the house was my friend Michelle who was out on the beach making love to her boyfriend, a few people passed out drunk and a small group of freshman from our school. The freshman (Ronnie, John and Craig) were all dorks, very unpopular kids so I wasn't sure how they got invited but I was way too drunk to really care. All I knew for. ‘Don’t you mean no holes barred Aunt Rose’? ‘Ha ha’! She laughed loud and reached over to hug me. It was almost surreal, we’d only met a few hours ago and here we were naked, wrapped in each other’s arms, having just brought each other to shuddering climaxes and talking openly and sharing intimate thoughts. It underlined what I’ve always believed that age is no barrier between the sexes; it’s about compatibility, empathy and mutual attraction. I’d had a thing for older women since my teens and. Program thing? Yeah, that’s her. And honestly, if I saw anyone else wearing it, I would’ve laughed. But somehow with her, it seemed to fit all too well. And speaking of fit, as we move upwards a little farther we notice how tight that shirt is around her large, shapely breasts (hey, I’m a guy, what do you expect me to comment on, the colour of her nailpolish? Which was silver by the way). Now, in addition to the shirt, and this one really got me, she had a pair of black, nylon arm warmers.