She laughed at that statement and then asked if I were married. I stopped digging at the weeds and sat back to look up at this teenage girl. She looke... back at me with confident dark eyes and a smile on her lovely faceMomentarily, I wondered what it would be like to make love to this pretty girl. I know that sounds perverted, a 55, almost 56 year old man thinking about bonking a fresh young girl, but keep in mind that I hand had sex in years and it was only a passing urge.But then it happened.I. In fact I also had the same plan in mind just to give a free show…mmmmmmm. I wore the second vest on top of the bra and then took the second skirt and slipped my legs into it and pulled it upward. The shopkeeper came near and held my waist and lifted the vest a little bit till it exposed my navel quite properly and used both his palms to squeeze them just above my ass cheeks as he adjusted the skirt along my waistline and then zipped up the slit making it look a perfect fit. I then turned. I buzzed the gate, she opened it from the house. I continued up the driveway and rang the bell. I waited for about five minutes - I wondered if this was part of her plan, to make me wait outside.When the door finally opened, there she stood. The girl who's been occupying my thoughts, day and night for almost a month. And just as last week, she looked great. She wore a very short gray dress. Polyester spandex I guessed. Matching gray tights and black high, high heels. Her hair was done up very. No one with a halo. Don’t interrupt Michaelist gatherings, either, any of you. Let them do their thing. We’re working together with the Michaelists, in some friendly competition, but not hostile or adversarial at all. The goal is to turn as many humans as possible into either Raptured saints or devils of Hell as quickly as we reasonably or realistically can. However, no one below fourteen is to be turned. They must reach that new age of majority and consent first. I’m giving the Michaelists a.