He ordered me a drink & when the barstool next to us cleared he grabbed me by the waist & sat me down at the stool. He reached behind me to grab our d...inks & he pressed himself into me. Oh Oh. His sweat, scent & firm chest definitely stirred my poonani. I could feel her starting to moisten. He gave me a sip of his drink & he would not take his sight off me, or me him. We started looking at each other more intensely. He gently parted my legs & got right up against me & softly cupped my face with. I pottered into the kitchen in my silk nightdress to get a drink and spotted the young fit window cleaner…that boy doesn’t have a clue how hot he is. I stood in the kitchen for what felt like hours but must have been a few minutes, watching him work his magic on the neighbours windows. All those soap suds and water as he swished one way then the next, getting more water on that white t-shirt of his than he did on the windows. Not that I was complaining, the wet t-shirt merely enhanced his sexy. I had raised Joey for much of his life as a single mother. His father had walked out when he was five, and there were times when we struggled, mightily. But we always had each other, me and my little man. I did the best I could for him, sometimes working two or three jobs to make ends meet. Through our struggles, we developed a bond, and as he grew up, he would do whatever he could to help.I had dated, but never the same guy for too long, until I met Dick. He was black and handsome, with dark. . that’ll be such a pleasure.” Agnes grinned contentedly as their slow descent of the grassy incline began, leaving the three sated nooses to hang in the breeze behind them, awaiting the pleasure of their reward once the practical use of the three had expired.“They’ll take the news quite sweetly, once they know their lives have become worthless...” She looked wistfully back at the gallows, eager for a repeat performance of such a successful and thrilling day, Constance concurring with her.