.. Shelly ... how long have you been here?" Two years next month," she smiled. "I'm really enjoying it, too. I feel for some of the older people who a...en't in very good condition and can't do a lot of the exercises. Their chances of full recovery are always going to be less than someone fit and healthy like you. But I can help, so I do what I can for them." Good for you. I'm proud of you, Shelly. You've kept your dream and you're living it now. Your parents must be very proud of you."She. Can you get what you need?”She gasped. “I can’t pay that back.”“Think kind thoughts about me. Now, I think that Bekka will be glad to provide transport for you to do a shopping trip. Right, Bekka?”“I certainly will. If you don’t mind going shopping with an old lady.”“Me ‘n’ Art’ll go fishing, then.”“Can’t,” Art said. “Gotta get Carlie’s paperwork done. Carlie, I do hope you have birth certificate, driver’s license, social security card...”“I do. In my backpack.”“You and Bob come over for. ”Laughing, she said, “You’re bad!”I spent some time writing in my journal, listened to the Reds on the radio, and finally went to bed. I dreamed of Birgit and me together in the future with kids, living in Sweden. The dream ended like a mirror shattering but I slept on. I felt OK when I woke up on Tuesday morning.Dad took me to Doctor Mercer’s office. They met briefly without me, then he signed the forms, paid the office visit fee, and left. The receptionist ushered me into Doctor Mercer’s. ." She purred and he felt a little spark of pleasure inside of him, his cock twitching, a single shameful line of pre trickling down his cock, not that Jenna noticed or cared.She lay there, cupping herself and guiding his head as he massaged her balls, feeling pleasure she hadn't felt in years surge through her, the thrill of a special victory. She'd had sex over the years, sure, specifically, everytime her son had shown interest in one of his barely legal friends Jenna had gotten involved,.