He said he doesn’t know anyone else and was asking me many things about the city. He had some charm and I was into him, talking to him for a while. ...hen he asked why I was staring at him in the shop, I felt awkward and apologized but appreciated his personality. He felt happy and he asked me if I can accompany him to his flat for a cup of coffee and spend some time as he was alone. I didn’t feel right so I denied but he insisted that I will not regret going with him and he just wanted to make. It was cold and completely white. Lines of water melted off the sides and dripped to the floor. He observed it minutely in front of his face before letting the tip of his tongue graze along the edge. He tasted water, with the faintest hint of something else. Intrigued, he let his tongue wrap around the ice, trying to discern what the faint flavour was. The chill partially numbed his taste buds, but he licked it earnestly. By now his hunger was secondary to finding out what this mysterious. I went inside and went on to put her panty back. She stopped me and told she needs to be washed. Damn.. never expected this.. the day was full of unexpected surprises. It was a dirty job. Never done that before.. but I thought will get to touch mom again.I took the water cleaner and cleaned it. In the process moved my hand forward and touched vagina and her uterus to clean it. She shook a bit when I touched it. In the process I slowly started caressing her vagina and inserted finger!!. She told. ‘I have a couple of nice steaks, if that’s all right and some potatoes, you could mash those and there’s store-bought cake and ice cream.’ Steak? She never had steak. He once again took her by the hand and they went into kitchen. He seemed to like touching her. Each time, she experienced a sharp tingle that went from her hand to her… Even Deacon Jackson who thought he was courting her could never touch her like that. Now that she considered it, Deacon Jackson was dried up old man twenty years.