" Ha! I do not think you can stop me," Ree'al cringed at the headache his outburst had produced."No sir, I doesn't think so either, but you made me sw...ar on my honor that I would try to stop you." You do not have any honor," Ree'al dismissed the thought."Sir, please forgive me, but you told me to say, I have more honor than you do."Ree'al collapsed into a chair. "That certainly sounds like something I would tell you to say." Want some watered wine?" the bartender asked."Yes. Please." Maybe. As I thought of things I could do I noticed a tiny blue dress in the corner of my closet and sighed. It was the dress John bought for me when we first got married. It was the same dress I had on when we made love and created our daughter Kristy. God that seemed like so long ago!I reached out and held the thin material in my hands feeling how soft and shiny it was. I brought the dress to my nose and inhaled. It still smelled like my perfume with a tiny scent of John. No matter how many times I. My cock towered the towel. She smiled and asked are you hungry. I replied yes. What about you. She replied me too. I asked What you like to have.She replied Give me what you have. I gave her some banana.She looked at my tower and had it. I’m uncontrolled. My cock came out of the towel she suddenly closed her eyes with shy. My luck ,power off happened. Very dark. A big thunder came. She ran and hugged me. I gave her a deep kiss and squeezed her boob. Power came, I’m completely nude. She turned. A good wine, bottled decades ago and standing on your shelf for years until you finally find a reason to open it, cherish the experience and taste the last of a dying breed.And it was an exquisite taste, stirred together with drops of dark, strong water like tears running down your face and healing the wounds that caused them to flow.I was back to her lips the moment I left them, my mind catching glimpses of the past in between. Her nipples that felt weirdly soft and hard at the same time, her.