As shehurries over from her lawn, I notice she doesn't look a day older thanthe last time I saw her. Although she was never the glamorous type likemy...mother, she was (and still is) very attractive. Kind of an older MegRyan/girl-next-door type. Very cute."Well look at you, Justin," Mrs. Ledger remarks. "You must be helpingyour mother with her laundry. And those orange Speedos you're wearingare quite something. Guys don't dress like that around here, but hey,you're a California boy now,. "Forever." Forever it is, Nina ... Mrs. Gleason." I followed as she walked back into the bedroom."Are you feeling okay, Dan? I mean, you were really sick." And I feel really okay, Nina." I don't want you to die on our wedding night, babe." I promise I won't die."She pulled back the covers and slid to the middle of the bed. "I don't think I could've kept my hands to myself tonight if I slept with you, babe." Me neither. And I was afraid that I'd scare you or something." I crawled into the bed. But justas fast as it had started, Kathy had made it all theway to the door. She quickly pulled her hand out frombetween her legs and tried to look casual. She wantedto see the show. Her index finger left a sticky trailup her stomach.At the door there was a second knock and Kathyanswered it. The waiter was standing behind a silvercart that contained the drinks they had ordered. Twofrozen margaritas and four generous shot glasses oftequila. He was an older man, maybe around 60 and hisname tag. He slowly removed his underwear and there it was, his penis. The first time I had seen one. He asked me if I was ready and I told him yes. He gently pushed his penis towards my pussy and after he used his hand to guide it to the right place it entered. Holy shit, it felt weird. Like a huge bulge had just been shoved inside my body. It hurt, like fucking hurt. My legs wanted to close up, I kept pushing them against him trying to close them, it was funny, we both were laughing as he said I need.