This time without any skirt or panties in the way. I was open and hot and I felt my cunt. It seemed the right word to use for my naughty body just t...en was on fire. I wanted licking. I didn’t care. My cunt was wet and ready. I ran my finger over my cunt lips; I was slippery and shivered to my touch. I patted doggie’s head. His nose was cold and it shocked me. I jolted. His nose was nudging my clit as he licked. I thought I would cry out. This was too good; his tongue licking inside. .. " Harry began."Why not? We may be retired, but we're not decrepit," was Lydia's comment.They walked steadily along, arriving at the pub by one o'clock and had an enjoyable meal, washed down with some red wine that Harry recommended. On the way back they stopped frequently – to watch birds on the saltings or among the reeds, to discuss the de-commissioned nuclear power-station. It was Harry that broached the subject of spiritual warfare."I know we've been concentrating on you two, Dulcie,. Carter had the Judge on lock-down, neither he nor his wife were being allowed outside. I could imagine they were going a little stir crazy, but considering the alternative, it didn’t seem like there was any other choice.By the end of the week, I had something new to worry about; which, as they always seemed to be, was heralded by a phone call. This time it was Jonathan. He said he needed to come by and talk to me, and wanted to make sure Mom, at the very least, was there. The process of calling. "Huh?" I replied. "All right, I guess you still don't want to talk about it." I remainedsilent and we continued on our way. "You got that red lipstick from her,didn't you Joan?" she asked. "Yes, I did," I replied. "Now can we please change the subject?" The rest of the walk passed quickly. Darla dragged me to a halt about ablock away from school. "Joan, you have to promise me something." "What?" I asked. "That we'll dance the last dance together," she replied. As I replied, "Ofcourse," she.