Mr. Bobby released me and said "I don't want to fall down the steps struggling with you'. I started slowly down the steps thinking as to how I could e...cape. Just as we reached the next landing, Mr. Bobby grabbed hold of my shirt by the collar and yanked me back to him. He pushed me against the rail and started again to grind on my buttocks. I could feel his old cock getting hard and pressing between my butt crack. Mr. Bobby said 'I can't wait to gt this, last time I got it, it was like. I could even feel his organ. I wasvery ashamed and released myself somehow. It woke him up and he realizedhis mistake but said that is how he has slept with his wife for 12 yearsand assured that he would get over in a few days.Same thing happened the next day but this time he said sorry in advance.Soon after he slept he had hands in my waist again. I turned away fromhim but he turned towards me and spooned me. It was very uncomfortableas it felt that I was totally covered by him. I ignored it. "Jean smiled. "It's what good neighbours do." She then kissed me. "God I want you John," she whispered in my ear.I glanced around, we were out of sight of the road, but still it was possible for someone to hear us or even for Jan to wander through."Not sure if here is a good place Jean," I whispered back."I know," she said. "But my hubby's having a nap and I can be quiet if I need to be," she added with a wink as she slipped her knickers off and leaned with her chest to the wall, raising her. After we were unpacked and had dinner (KFC, Mom didn't feel like cooking) I went back outside, this time with an old Polaroid Instant Camera. As I sat in the tall grass snapping pictures a cold fell over me. "What're you doing?" an unfamiliar voice asked. I looked up to see the Woman from earlier. She looked down at me with these icy blue eyes, eyes that seemed like they would start pouring tears at any moment. "Just taking pictures of cool things." I said. "Cool things?" she asked"Yeah...like.