He had polio when he was young and needed a cane just to be able to walk. But, he certainly could make the bandoneon dance.”“I guess he doesn’t ...lay anymore?”“No. He is no longer with us.”“Sorry to hear that ... I also lost my dad.”Clara looked back at me. “I’m very sorry, Matt.”“I was really young, so I actually don’t remember him at all.”“What a shame,” she lamented.She had assembled her salad and carried her bowl to the dining table. I spun around on the stool so I could face her.“What did. " I grab you and push you against the grill of my truck, cupping your breast in my hands, then I look you in the eye, "well I guess I'll just have to try harder then." You reach for my crotch, and stating "I think your pretty hard already." I laugh and say "it is you having that effect on me." You rub your hand up and down against my crotch, causing my cock to grow even harder. We kiss and I begin to fondle your tits through your dress, but you push me back and say "don't you have to get me. Then oneday my wife says she's skipped a period, and she wants to take apregnancy test. Its positive, and we celebrate, and I was thinking I wasthe luckiest guy on the planet.Then things got strange.Mary had morning sickness something awful, which I'm sure you heardabout. But what you may not have heard is I got sick at the same time.For a while it was like a contest to see which one of us needed thebathroom more, and it was not a good time. I went to see my doctor, andthey can't find anything. I think if you want to keep her from spanking your skinny butt, you ought to try for two hours of bonking her before you let yourself squirt,” I said.Gladys laughed and said, “I’ll teach you what you need to know, Billy. If you just keep going as hard as your skinny white ass can pump, and wait until I scream, and my eyes roll back, I’ll probably be pretty happy with you.”I set up an account to pay Gladys for a year of her time and a contingency account to provide a bonus for superior.