”Gladys smiled, “It’s a Welsh name,” a frequent comment she liked to make that had often seemed just about her speed in the past but somehow d...dn’t seem irrelevant at all when she said it with such bright eyes, and we poured our drinks and went into the living room. Gladys sat in the middle and patted each side of her. I sat on her right, Bill on her left with a puzzled look, and I whispered, “She’s left-handed.” He smiled and she laughed happily with a beautiful blush, “He knows me so well.”. "See what I found!" she exclaimed."Way to go Britney!" Too much!" Ceeeeeuuuuute!" Let's see his butt" With that last comment, the vixen I now knew was called Britney, spun me round by the shoulder and unceremoniously pushed the top of my head down so my backside was sticking out through the door, flounces and all."Superb!" said one."Amazing!" said another."What'cha goin' do with him?" said another."Just leave him, those guys over there should take care of him."I glanced behind me and. I loved the way it made people look at me when I pee my pants. Its a lot of fun, and it makes me even hornier.Out the door and off to the park. I was getting a lot of looks from the few joggers at the park. It was then that I spotted this older man leaning against a tree, a jacket over his lap. Curiosity got the best of me. I moved in his direction to get a better look. I was right, it did look like he was stroking his cock under that jacket. I kept moving toward him when he looked up from his. I told you, these guys aren't fooling around. But, you won't do that, I know. You've decided this is something you have to do." Yes, it is. I have to do it — for myself and for Theo, somehow. He was murdered, Sandy." She leaned back against his arms, her eyes locked to his. "We both know that, now."She freed herself from his arms and went to the sideboard to pour herself a glass of wine. With a glance and a gesture, she confirmed that he wanted one as well and poured it."He may have been.