“How did you get in here?”‘That is a long story,’ he says with a sigh. ‘And while I could sit here telling it to you, it would be a waste of...time when there are so many other glorious things that we could be doing together.’“What could we do together?” she asks.‘Oh yes,’ he hisses. ‘There is a world of opportunities out there. Like your brother. I’m sure you’d be interested in knowing more about what he has been up to.’“I have a fairly good idea,” she answers, wearily. In truth she doesn’t. Out of the darkness a small white hand appeared in front of my face. A tiny forefinger touched my lips as lightly as a feather. Do not talk the finger demanded, be still and wait. The finger had a companion, a whispered word. Just one word, ‘Monsieur’. It carried several shades of meaning, but mostly it said ‘please’. Please be patient, have compassion, be understanding, be loving, hold me, smell me, touch me. Her soft hair brushed my neck like a lover’s caress. It smelled of fresh air and. She noticed and said, "Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to get ready to fuck me?" I was out of my clothes in less than 5 seconds, and helping her out of her shorts. She did not have any panties on, and when I saw her shaved kitty, I got even harder (which I thought was impossible).As she was lying on the bed, she saw my hard and said, "OMG! Let me see that thing! Let me feel how hard it is! It looks like it won't fit in my pussy! Will it?"I responded, "It will. It will. Couldn't the physicists do that themselves? Probably, but I knew how to fix them when they didn't behave.As we were talking, I suddenly realized I had been staring at her naked breasts. I looked down at the floor instead only to be gently chided."Look, look all you want," she said, "or am I too old to interest you?"I laughed as I tried to find the words to respond. Anna stood up and turned sideways to me, showing her full breasts and perfectly flat stomach."Do you like it?" Anna asked."I like.