" "Fuck you," Jane swore at him. "I'm not doing one damn thing you tell me to do." "Oh, I think you'll change your mind soon enough," t...e man grinned at her. He looked at Jane's legs, smiled, and brought his foot up, kicking the back of her knee and causing her to fall to her knees. He leaned in to her neck and attached a long leather cord to her collar, running his hand down her face. "Now, I've got much to teach you, so follow me. My name is Johnson, but you'll refer to me as. Stripping off her clothes, she turned to examine her body in the mirror. She was proud of her body, taking very good care of it, so, even though she was in her late twenties, her breasts were still high and firm, her stomach flat but soft, legs long and ass supple. She turned on the water to the shower; the steam quickly permeated the air and fogged the reflective surfaces. She stepped under the warm spray, and felt the knot in her stomach loosen, leaving behind a shivery feeling of. “And just where are you two going?” she asked, propping herself on the doorjamb by one hand, her hip pushed out to the side, effectively blocking the exit.Veronica and I both stopped dressing and looked at her.“Don’t you want to ask me to join you?” Cindy inquired. One thing you should know about my wife is that she still has one hell of a nice figure for a fifty-five-year-old woman. She’d been taking Premirin regularly since her hysterectomy and her breasts were still high and firm. Her tits. That was one of the things that they couldn’t wait to have again, real pizzas with the thick crusts, a rich tomato sauce, and smothered with cheese. Too many other foods had gotten worse with time.The final step was to move stuff from Cathy’s house that she was giving to Tim. The older living room furniture, some artwork, and some lamps made their way from Cathy’s house to his house. It was a lot of furniture with the sofa, couch, chairs, coffee table, and end tables for the living room. The.