They haven't touched any of it but I get a generous check every month. Direct deposit. And when they start pulling that crude out, I'll get even more.... I don't want your money," he said, his pride of being a man taking over. "I live on my pension and the few bucks I make fixing a fence or some kid's bicycle. Then there's my dish washing money at Shelly's." Move in with me and you won't have to pay me anything," she said."Why do you work the weekends?" he asked."I'm lonely, I need to be out. To. Infuriated (as he said he was going to be) I lay on top of him with my dick between his ass cheeks with lube running down and dripping off my tip into his crack. I had my legs hitched over his knees so he couldn't kick. I leaned over him and said "who's the cowboy now? Looks like I'm about to saddle up!" Then pushed my tip into his asshole he flailed around as I let it lay there just inside him then sliding a little more. He attempted to scream, gagged with his stinky underwear he couldn't get. And I understood the entire sentence!I pointed at my ears, and then pantomimed his words reaching from his mouth to them, and nodded my head and smiled. Then I touched the scar, and pantomimed words from my mouth to his ears and frowned and shook my head."You can understand me then?" He said. I nodded my head a bit, then shook it a bit, pantomiming a back and forth gesture."Ah! You understand some?" I nodded vigorously!"Yela! He hollered at the attractive older waitress he'd been yelling at. " I made a face. "That’s gross!" She looked at me with a calculating gaze. "Are you sure?" "What do you mean?" Something in her grin was a bit off. "Perhaps you’re a bit of a lesbian yourself. You’ve been staring between my legs all morning." My heart started to beat faster. I sent back a slightly overenthusiastic laugh. "That’s a good one. But what happened then?" Alice’s eyes narrowed, which was never a good sign. When she slowly stood from the chair, with that feline elegance that doing yoga.