I've seen too many of the other kind, and not just Mom's friends. I see the same thing with guys closer to my age. And girls. Ed lets me feel safe." G...od," Gramma told me. "I don't know if you'd be as happy relying on me to take part in your life. I'm having difficulty walking very far, and you know ... I'm old, Dana." You're my Gramma," I said. "I don't know where I would be without you. And I will do anything for you." You do already, baby. You're good about keeping house. You're a big help.". There, right in the middle of the room, was a grand piano! I wasn'texpecting that. I wandered over, then sat down, opening the frontkeyboard cover and gently fingered the keys. Assuming that nobody wouldmind, I played "Memories", followed by "Send in the clowns". Years ofpractice gave me a bit of skill, so I didn't butcher the tunes to badly.I liked show tunes, and had learned many of them by heart. As I finishedplaying, I turned to see several people standing there!"Go ahead and play honey," a. Renee would always find an excuse not to go upstairs during those times. Her bedroom shared a wall with our parents. You could hear them in her room. She found it gross. We all did. Even the twins.But now, with my thoughts of Lisa and her sexy times with Mitch, I was feeling so aroused. Mom massaged Dad's shoulders. He groaned and then glanced at his computer. He stood up and glanced over at me.I blushed and stared intently at my screen like there was something important on there. “I'm glad you. .. It's been so long. I never thought I'd find myself dating again, after I got married. It's just... Where do you start? How? How do you find the right person? I mean..."My voice tapered off and, when I looked up, she smiled."I dunno where to start," I whispered."Well," she replied, taking a drink, as she leaned back. "Whadda you want?" she asked. "What're you looking for?"I sighed and pulled my legs onto the couch, crossing them, as I faced her."I dunno," I replied. "I'm not really.