She didn’t have huge breasts but in that outfit, she’d be popping out every two seconds.She looked at me, then at herself, considering.Then I adde... “Besides, I thought you might want to show me your room…”That was how Gracie’s story had begun. Wendy wanted to show me her room.For a split second Wendy seemed to realize what I was saying, but then it was gone. She didn’t know that Gracie had talked to me, how could I possibly know about that? She went back to thinking about what she was wearing.. Her bikini top hid nothing on her back, and her wrap enhanced her sensual appeal as much as it hid her shapely bottom. Then the coconut smell of her sun-tan lotion hit me. You memory has a strong recall for smells. Memories of many barely clad women and my lust for them was stirred up by that scent. I was so hard, I was aching. “Ohhhhh. That feels good.” she purred.That helped. I thought sarcastically. I spent much more time on her back than I needed, but Mindy did not chase me away. She did. I knew had to be free of Harry's control, I called him and, he knew why I had to be free,and he agreed to release me from his control. I was going to walk either way, but this way we ended as friends. Over the next two years our phone calls stopped,then when our second daughter was born we moved to Wimbledon, and I became a dad and a husband, and apart from an affair with a younger Japanese woman, I was a good dad and husband.I never tried to contact Harry until it was to late.Then before. Sometimes, Shirley Klein sounded like the proverbial Jewish Grandmother.Exiting the elevator, Sally walked quickly to apt 12b and opened the door. The apartment was quiet as she entered, no television or radio on. Dropping her purse on the table, Sally was about to call out and then thought better of it. If she were napping, no sense waking her.As was her habit, Sally took a minute to check out the latest addition to the photo gallery on the wall. Grandmother had been a professional.