Till now she doesn’t have kids.She greeted us inside and my friend introduced me to her and she said HELLO. We came at the late night she know we wo...’t be eaten anything, so she told us to sit in the dining hall, she went inside the kitchen brought us a food and offered. on that day her husband went for a business trip he used to keep travel so she lives alone in her home for that sack also my friend’s father send him to her aunt. After we finished eating she said go to sleep. My friend took me. About 3 months later Amy was going camping for the weekend with friends in our motor home so I had to drive it out and set it up. I asked Patty if she could pick me up and bring me back home it was about an hour drive she said sure so Friday afternoon she follows us out to bring me back. She has on the same tank top as before as we drive I can not think of anything but to fuck her. She asks what I was thinking and I told her that I like the way she looked in her top. She just said thanks I like. She was wearing shorts and they fit her form very nicely. I stood there and waited for her to find her card while discreetly checking her out every moment I could get.As she was climbing out of the car, she got her foot stuck somehow and tripped. I caught her and we fell over onto the ground. It’s a good thing we parked next to one of the grassy areas cause it would’ve hurt. I was a bit disoriented but I could hear her say “Ohmigosh! I’m soooo sorry.”“It’s fine. No harm done.” I replied and. “She’s so pure and innocent,” God whispered, “I bet it was something like holding hands with a boy in choir.”“I’m not so sure,” I smiled, “the bible-thumpers often have some perverse fantasies. That’s what happens when you repress sexuality for so long.”“We’ll see.” God said confidently, “Go on, ask her.”“Rachel,” I whispered to the entranced girl, “who were you thinking about the first time you touched yourself?”“Brian.” The entranced Rachel whispered. “Oh fuck….” God said. I looked up at her.