It was a sad time, because I had started trying to plan to be able to see her, at least on weekends.I had earned my Eagle Scout rank in Denver, and th...re hadn't really been an active troop back in the small town where Carol and I were living. In February of 1964, an acquaintance of my father asked if I would want to be on staff at the Scout camp at the Stone Park in Sioux City for that summer. I jumped at the chance. I would be on staff all summer and would have Saturday evenings free, as the. " We can do all of that. Would you like me to do a supermarket run?" Would you?" No problem. Why don't you log in and see what the weather is like in Roma while I'm gone?" Right."When I got back with the supplies Weena said, "Dry and about ten degrees warmer than here." That's good news. I was getting tired of rain and chilly mornings. Tea and crisps?" No, ginger ale and no ice." I'll bring it upstairs." Thanks. You're so good to me." To both of you."Weena ate a few biscuits before getting up. ??Huh?... Waaa? Huuuuuhhh?? Rasping, sensing her hips twitching, his fingers lightly probing between her thighs, she purses her lips, clenches her fists high above her head to the humiliating sensation. ?No? No please?. Ohhhhh? Not the? Cane? Cane down there!... Ooooohhh!... Uumph!... Do? Do that? Ohhh? Do that!??Then tell me how this feels? Concentrate and tell me.?Bracing against the post, arching, hips rotating, responding to his fingers, she feels the tingling, the strange sensations. As she had been very honest with me about what turned her on, I felt it right that I should do likewise. So I recapped my early introduction and intense interest in older women wearing girdles, normal and anal sex plus voyeurism (I even admitted to giving golden showers). From the look on Gwen’s glowing face it became very clear that we could both fulfil our desires.As I mentioned, Gwen was very pretty and unlike stick thin women her extra flesh made her face almost wrinkle free. And so she.