He looked good in his pictures. Older, with shaggier hair, but still good. He had the same piercing green eyes. They showed up especially well on his ...ook jacket photo where he posed in front of a window draped with green velvet curtains. His expression seemed…soulful? Sad even. I didn’t remember him being a sad sort of person. But then time changed things. It had certainly changed me. And maybe I was just projecting my own sadness on his picture. His book was titled The Broken. A sad sort of. First I would like to thank the readers you reply positively which was a great encouragement and for those who missed my first experience find it And coming to the recent experience and sex story which actually started at my next door . As said in the title it’s a very interesting and exciting story which is like a window shopping. Yes it’s just seeing and enjoying without even owning it (in my incident not even touching it) And people in Bangalore know about the construction it’s almost wall. "No ... I just wanted to let them know that I had found the love of my life and ... and..." What's the matter, Ed? Run out of excuses?" she said with a raised eyebrow and a hand on her hip."I guess," I said, shamefaced."Well, next week I'll get to know a lot more about my Ed, won't I?" she smirked, wrapping her arms around me and giving me a loving kiss."I'm sure I'll be totally embarrassed."I was right, of course. Gina and my grandparents hit it off almost from the introductions. Grandma took. Very... very... horny." I spoke finally. "No doubt about it. From the choice of her stories, it appears that she might prefer to have a girlfriend." So you want me to seduce her." Sort of. But I know you gonna like it." Why me... ? Why not Suzy?" She rolled off me; my flaccid cock moved out of her pussy and lightly fell over my thigh. She snuggled beside me, resting her head over my shoulder, her fingers gently pricking with my pubic hair."No mom. I'm not sure about how she would react to the.