“I don’t remember this” said the watching, older George. “Why not”“It didn’t happen, you never rang her, remember? But lets jump forward...and see what’s happening”They walked to his old house, and he shed a tear, inside was his mother and father, just like he remembered them; watching television, what was it? Big Bang Theory?“No, that won’t start for a while yet. This is Mash”“Oh yes, they always liked that program; couldn’t see it myself”“I know, it wasn’t really that funny, but look at the. Curled up in a warm bed with her warm nude body on a Saturday morning was the most wonderful place he had ever been, and it kept getting better. She cupped her hands under her succulent breasts to hold them in place so he could increase the pleasure both of them were feeling. It got still better when he drew one of the luscious globes into his mouth and started to suck. His tongue continued caressing the nipple and areola as his cheeks worked like a bellows, and Nicky’s movements grew more. . including the 2 cents deposit."One thing for sure, you didn't want to get caught with an open container so the empty would go out the window."Some Fridays, guys and girls got lucky. Some Saturday mornings they would wake up and hope they could get away without waking the 'luck giver'. ('A two at Ten, is a 10 at Two.' Someone you wouldn't be caught dead with at 10pm looks whole lot better at 2am. That is an unwritten Murphy's Law.)"All those beer bottles pitched out of car windows on Friday. I coached her on setting up the account, and in a very few minutes, she was fully functional on line. After helping her navigate the site, and how to text - share photos - and make web calls, we agreed to repeat what we'd done in my hotel suite last Monday night. I called her, and she had already been schooled in how to accept the call. When I clicked the "call" button on the web site, she picked up immediately. She was as lovely as she had been in the hotel. It was strange seeing her on the.