She had been most cooperative over the past few days, but has now withdrawn into a shell of her own. It is sad that all that could be learned will be ...ost. I will try talking to her again this evening, at dinner. I will not bore you with all my notes. They will stay in another notebook. My efforts must now be focused on keeping Samnos as a conduit of information. It is key that I learn everything I can.May 8Samnos has written for me, in ancient Greek of course!, a text of her impressions of the. Mmm. They were fabulous. For some one of his age it was unbelievable. I took hold of his nipples. Held them between my thumb and index fingers and gently caressed them. He must have liked it. He let me do it for a moment or two before he turned around.He put his arms around and held me tight. I placed my head against his chest. It felt so comfortable. I looked up and he bent down and kissed me. We passionately kissed each other. When we stopped for a breath, he gently pulled my face towards his. She rubbed her hands inside her shirt over her stomach and then started squeezing her tits, never taking her eyes off of me.Once she was satisfied she'd given me a little show, she removed her shirt and promptly removed her bra. I was amazed at how her tits still were very perky after all those years. She then came back over to me and rubbed her chest up against me and began kissing my neck. She kissed from the top of my shirt all the way up to where she grabbed my face hard, squeezing my jar. .." Andrea whispered and took him in her arms. “Oh, Eric.”She pressed his head to her chest and caressed his hair, whispering soothing words. When his deep, labored breath calmed down, she let go off his head. They looked into each other's tired eyes.“Thank you for sharing your feelings with me, Eric,” whispered Andrea. “It really means a lot to me. You should know that. And you should also know that I'm here for you.”“Don't thank me. I thank you, Andrea, for letting me unburden my heart,” he.