"Tomorrow?" I whispered as I stumbled down the steps."Wednesday," Robin whispered back before she closed the door on me.Robin's SUV arrived at the par... on Wednesday and disgorged not one but two blondes. Robin had decided to go back to her T-shirt and shorts, probably so she wouldn't scandalize poor, innocent Terry. Poor, innocent Terry was wearing the same outfit as her mother, the white shorts highlighting her tanned legs."Hi, Kenny," she came bouncing up ahead of her mom, her long hair. We will start you off with a small caliber pistol, .22 or .32, and work you up to something with some killing power. It would be the most convenient for you to use the .45 like I use, but your hands may not be large enough for that. As long as you are wearing your armor, the added strength provided by it will let you absorb the recoil of the .45 without being too much of a burden. Well, we will worry about that when we get to it.][I cannot get over the thought of pistols not being lady-like.. She seemed like the sort of dame that a mug like me could take under arm to the Arcade on Saturday night to parade before the guys with pride ... especially if she was wearing those green fishnets on those long legs with her high-heeled patent leather boots. The tight green leather corset was a swell touch too, but in my opinion to really make that outfit sing out, she could perhaps have displayed a bit more cleavage, like the Amazon Princess sported. Just a tiny little bit more. She was. “Now you too are here, I am happy.”I slowly removed her white blouse. There was no bra and my wife’s grand mother’s beautiful boobs appeared before me. The mature boobs of a mature lady, which had not lost it’d shape and charm. I sucked it, pressed it fondled it making her lie down on the bed. Then I removed her mundu and veshti( dress) and the dhothi under it.Her beautiful marble white thighs were before my eyes and between her thighs I saw the much experienced pussy which had not it’s glory.