Her taller, thin, hunched over husband looked like a retired accountant, no more a rebel that his wife. Rather like Miss Marple and Stringer except as...criminals rather than detectives.The old lady led the way, her husband following close behind. After about 10 minutes they arrived at a fairly basic 2 ½ star Motor Inn about half 600 metres from the Grand Hotel and remote from the tourist hotspots that attracted people to Mainton. They proceeded to room 21 at the end of the block as remote from. .We agreed to meet here next Friday and I kissed him goodbye and went home the week flew by and Friday night I showed up back at the theater not really believing Davy would be there but there he was in the back row same seat I felt him up a little before the movie started then we went to stall number five in the Men's room but this time it was Davy's turn and I sat on the toilet and pulled down his shorts he had a really nice cock long and thick with a nice pair of balls hanging below being a. You barely got a glance when I went to the kitchen, butthe sharp intake of breath said it all to me. Giggling to myself I servedthe food and brought it to the table. Lighting the candles I called you inand stood waiting. Your eyes nearly pooped out of you head when you saw myattire and look. If it hadn't have been for the meal I'm sure you wouldhave ravaged me right here and now.Over dinner we chatted about everything and nothing, you complimented meon the food as per usual. All the while I was. Her odds were good with Chemo and surgery, but that meant my daughter would be in and out of hospitals for years. Cheryl nodded in confirmation of her mother’s words. The unusual cheeriness of both set me on edge.“Nathan. Nate. The preliminary test that Dr. Rosenbalm did on Wednesday, returned cancer free this morning. Dr. Rosenbalm wants her to come back Monday for a retest. Her complete remission shouldn’t be possible and we have you to thank for it.” Tears ran down the older woman’s face.