He saw me and waved. I nodded. He'd seen the car, I was glad: it was yet another witness. I noted the asshole's plate number. I would give it to Henry...tomorrow along with Rex's name and address and maybe a couple of pics.I entered the back yard as though going to get my trash bins to bring them out. Rex had gone back in by then, so I could still try and sneak in and get my pics. They were in the front room. I pulled out my cell and shot them through the sliding glass doors at the back. Thank. She looked over at me and told me I had been a very bad boy. She then looked at my cock, sizing it up. She said that now I needed to please her to make her happy. I didn't know what to, I was so hard yet so scared I just blurted out an ok. I know I wanted it, I just never believed it would happen. She grabbed my cock forcefully and brought me to the bed. She started fingering her pussy and told me to stroke my dick and watch. Her pussy was hairy but trimmed. I never saw a mature pussy before. Usually, he allows me to come in and get settled. I place my small purse on the counter, encircle his waist with an arm as I pull him in for a kiss and hug. I know he can taste on my lips the activities of the night. What he tastes on my lips or smells or finds anywhere else on my body is not new. These nights have been wonderful, which is the reason they happen.Breaking the hug, he steps behind me. With one hand I loosen the middle buttons of the long blazer I am wearing that might be. Take my mind off the end of the world, in fact. Now I look back on it, I guess even what she said to me wasn't a denial of where it would end. Just compartmentalization of it."Marcus paused and looked slyly over at Sam Nixon and said, "I wonder how graphic I can get here, Sam? You want to hear the details?"He looked into her eyes, and she slowly blinked once. Marcus smiled roguishly at her and said, "I thought so. These young people, they think that because we are old we are used up and no.