“There’s no reason to be nervous. If at any time you don’t like what’s going on, you tell me to stop and I stop.”“Okay,” she said.Her ch...st felt all fluttery and tingly in anticipation. She’d never tried this before, but she was curious and she knew she’d regret it if she didn’t give it a shot.David's bedroom was big and tidy with dark wood furniture, a king-sized bed with a metallic headboard and lights that he could dim with a remote. It was currently rather dark, but not enough that they. I also spent some intimate time with Dawn, and Kim and I had our usual Thursday fucking.For Dawn, it was pretty much the same. She slept, she ate, and she did her homework. She hung out with Gwen and Robin, and she did a little shopping on the side. She spent some quality time with me, and she took her cooking class at the City College.In a way, our lives were a little boring for a couple of weeks. Not that there's necessarily anything wrong with "boring". My life to this point had been full of. They are both retired cops, and we enjoy cycling together.Physically, I’m is in pretty good shape. I’m tall with bronze skin, Gray hair and Blue eyes. I grew up in a middle-class neighborhood. My father was a police officer like myself. He died in the line of duty when I was young. I was raised by my mother who was a registered nurse.I have been a widower for the past three years. My first year living alone I knocked around in my big empty two-story, four-bedroom home located in an upscale. It wasn't much, just some oatmeal and buttered toast. We couldn't keep a lot of dairy products down there for a decent amount of time or they would spoil. Mom managed to make her some coffee and I had water.After breakfast we cleaned up and turned off the generator. We only had so much fuel for it and we didn't want to use it all when we could just use candles. We turned the radio on and listened to the news. It was mainly about the destruction of our town. Thankfully, there were no fatalities.