But anyways, those things were just a blur in my memories of a distant past.Dear readers, you must be wondering why am I telling you all these. Now, l...t me come to the incident which I am here to tell you. I’m 25 now, and just the previous week, I happened to meet Somali. It was after a couple of years, and I didn’t know how to react, when she just gave me a little hug, but a warm one, and we were very comfortable with each other. I felt good. She didn’t change a lot, very fair complexion, but. I then stood back to see if they were straight and the sight of dotty in her lacy bodysuit with black stockings pulled tight stretching the nylon material made some pre-cum dribble out of my young rock hard penis and i sort of came the feeling was exciting and i had to turn a moan of pleasure into a cough.She then said thank you and that id helped an old lady feel womanly again. i found myself standing and staring back and admiring her and thats when she asked "do you like the look of my. She too did not know how to use the mouse.I told her she may see many things here and hear many things and she should not disclose to anybody about it. She agreed. I asked she knows anything about sex. Giving a broad smile, she said no. About fucking, I asked. She said no.You mean to say you do not know anything about fucking so far. No, Sir, I know what is fucking but I have no experience in fucking. Just a minute, see here. I showed her a porno site where preparation for fucking was going on.. “Ellen didn’t check in.”“Is that bad?”“It could be very bad. She never forgets.”He called Havel’s phone but got no answer either.“I’ve got to go check on her.”Jake hurried out of the house and to his car. He drove as fast as the conditions allowed, fighting his fear the entire way there. He called Ellen again twice, but there was still no answer.There were only a handful of cars in the parking lot. Havel’s car was parked about halfway back. Jake parked fifty feet behind it. He could see Havel.