Her skin was very pale, but her areoles were very dark and her nipples were big. It was cold in the room and I watched in amazement as they became ere...t. I thought her breasts were the most wonderful things I had ever seen.I reached out and touched the one closest to me and loved how soft it was. I moved my finger up to her nipple and was amazed at how hard it was. I was simply overwhelmed by her beauty and wanted to start sucking her tits right then. I was about to lean down and take one of. I stood there in the dark, on my porch as a smile crept across my face. I guess I was flattered that an older man like Mr. Fleer thought I was attractive. Two days later, my mother got a telephone call and Mrs. Fleer asked if we could talk. They were in a bind. She had to fly to Nebraska to visit her father who was ill and Jonathan needed to be picked up the next two days from school. The Fleers needed me to watch Jonathan until Dick got home. I guess the two of them would be flying back to. “ handing it to me. It was in my grandfather’s handwriting, addressed to me. It even had today’s date on it. Today’s date? What the hell? No one could have had foretold I would enter a coma. Or when I would be discharged to go home. With a note as to where and when. The letter within it was simple. I was to go back to my office alone. There an old computer there, with a key card unlocking the keyboard sitting at the desk and enter a password.I didn’t want to go, I had too many questions to ask. She sensed his interest in her even though they had not spoken her instinct is a built in protective device all women have she knew if she let him he would try to chat to her.Not that she didn't want him to chat to her, she was simply thinking things through.She watched his fingers as they gripped the steering wheel and the gear stick.She had decided a while back that one could tell if a man's cock was fat, thin, long, or short,by his other features, Not always of course not but sometimes one.