Then she turned forty...her pussy turned from sweet to musty and sweaty...not good. She would walk with her friends then want me to fuck her and as sh... took her panties off it was like a train hitting a small car. I love pussy but the smell of a woman who drank too much wine and early onset of menapause was a sweaty and sour nightmare. Her attitude was reflective of her fragrance.Don't get me wrong, I love pussy and the smell of pussy God knows I have eaten 80 to 90 women over the last few. "Up here, boy, up here. Come on and follow me," Kathy said, patting her ass.Marcie gathered up the magazines and glasses, glancing nervously over one shoulder to make sure no one was looking at them. Always she had the feeling someone was spying on her and Kathy when they were doing something... well, somewhat abnormal! "Ohhhh, I'm so hot now... so hot," Kathy said, throwing her sunglasses on the floor and rushing up the stairs.Pardner was behind her, yelping and nipping at her ankles. Marcie. Don’t worry about it; all that can happen is you having to spend a few hours in the witness chair.”“Thanks! I’ll call Charlie and Bert when I get home and let them know. I really appreciate it.”“You’ll get a copy of the dismissal order in a few days. I’ll let you know when I get the notice of appeal.”“Thanks, Mr. Klein,” I said.We hung up and I went to tell Scott about the dismissal. Later, on the way home, I filled Dave in, and when I arrived home I called Charlie and Bert. They were both. Kal raised an eyebrow, “Really?”Aradelle nodded, “To me, it’s really nothing more than another source of water, and if it makes life easier for you…” the alarune shrugged unconcernedly.“Sometimes I need to remind myself that you are a plant and see things very differently than I do,” said Kal as he sat on the side of her bulb and kicked his boots off once again.“Bring them inside,” Aradelle said, “if it frosts you don’t want your clothes covered in it.”Kal looked at the flower’s basin behind.