He's depressed over something serious."Now that she mentioned it, he had sounded down the last time I'd talked with him. I concentrated and tried to r...call the phone call without much luck. It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seen him in person. That wasn't normal, either."Okay," I said. "For Tom I'll call a truce. Tell me."What she did next stunned me and ratcheted my anxiety to new heights. Grace opened her purse and pulled out a tissue to wipe her suddenly watering eyes. Her crying in. For my sins, I work in a nursing home as a carer and it's here that recent events gave rise to a change in my life.About six months ago a young guy started at the home, joining the kitchen staff as a Chef. The fact he was a good looking guy was reason enough for him to have caught my eye, as it did for many of the women there, young and old.I guessed he was around 19 years of age, slim, a good six inches taller than myself, short brown hair, an infectious smile and deep blue eyes you could lose. With her free hand Sandy grabbed Charlie's and moved it under her shirt, pressing it against her bare breasts. She loosened her grip on Bob's wrist and squeezed her thighs closed, trapping his fingers against her panty covered pussy.Sandy was making short, nervous jerks. Her breathing became heavier. Her head went back as she sighed heavily. Charlie had both hands under her top rolling her nipples between his fingers. Bob's fingers found their way under the edge of Sandy's panties and slid. I thought to call her but was confused and suddenly I got her mgsShe –“Sorry”Me-“For what”She-“For sharing her pain”Me-“It’s ok don’t be, anytime if I can help you then let me know. We are good friends now”She-“Are you sure???”Me-“YUP”She-“ Can you spare some time for me and can we meet on this coming weekend as my hubby is on tour and my kid will be going to pic”Me-“Ok done, decide the time and venue and we will meet”She-“At my home, hope no issue”Then we started sharing the non-veg jokes and.