Par mera lund ab bhi tana tha aur usse kuchh nikal raha tha. Maine mami ko bataya to wo boli koi baat nahi nikalne do main subah dho dungi. Mami ki ek...gandi aadat thi subah uthate hi unko nature call aa jati thi aur hamare ghar me toilet nahi tha. Us din bhi aisa hi hua par andhera hone ke karan wo darr rahi thi. Unhone mujhe kaha main sath chalu. Hamne darwaja bahar se lock kar diya kyoki dhara so rahi thi aur taurch le kar shoch ke liye nikal gaye. Mami jyada dur nahi gai ghar ke pass hi. ”“Lucky for me.” I interjected.“Do you think Gladys sent Gwyneth to your room?”“I’m sure she did.” I said, trying to be neutral about it, “She made it happen. I’m sorry.”“For what?” she asked.“Sleeping with Gwyneth. For sleeping with Gladys; it’s not worth damaging our relationship for.”She laughed and leaned against me. I put my arms around her slight frame, basking in her forgiveness, my nose in her white hair, breathing her in.“This is what I really like.” I told her, “Just being with. She refused to discuss it.We rang the bell and knocked at the stroke of noon. While waiting for a response, I lifted her cropped shirt to expose her cute little tits, pretended to adjust it, then reached under it and pinched a nipple to watch it grow. Though she slapped my hand away, I knew she enjoyed the risk of flashing a stranger since it “wasn’t her fault.” She smiled, turned so nearby neighbors in their closely spaced homes could also see, and flashed me a nipple with her free hand. A. My name is Ron and yours is?’‘Edna’, she smiled and we shook hands.She asked if I had done many of these trips and when I said no, she told me that she lived alone and came on these trips more for the company than the destination. ‘Because at my age, nobody is interested or even wants to have a conversation. At least on these trips we are all old and can enjoy ourselves.’I fully agreed with her but added ‘I don’t see how you can say no one is interested. Edna, you are my ideal type of elegant.