The women in those pictures were incredible. He thought about his wife and remembered when she looked and acted like one of those women. Those had bee... the days. Every night they made love for hours. All of that ended when she became pregnant. Their sex life had never recovered. She had gained a little weight, but still looked good.Having a child had changed a lot of things. There weren’t any dinners out with just him and his wife. That wasn’t possible since it would mean his daughter would. Not for a 69 year old but as a hot woman he wanted to desperately fuck. But not a word came out of his mouth as his life flashed before his eyes. Strangely enough his porn style, big screen dvd, visionary of a mind began back when he was 12. He was dreaming of looking over a waist high railing to the ground floor some 3 stories down. Before he knew what was happening she came behind him and in a split second her arms were wrapped him tight into a bear-hug, warm tittys covered the entire with of. Funny though, the day went in well ordered fashion.But with the Sheriff mincing in what appeared to be women's shoes,spotless white ten-gallon hat and uniform that had never seen dust nornever scratched a sagebrush and his cavalier, easy attitude Tim wasdrawing notice. More than once the bartender had to quietly point toTim's eyeline or corner of a lip noting what must have been him wearingwomen's makeup earlier, the same the dance hall girls wore. And withhim living upstairs now, Madge and. Insistent, Aunt Amy nodded and then came up to her knees. She sandwiched my cheeks between her palms. “Look at me,” she said. “Pay attention. Focus, Carl. Look at me.”I let out a troubled sigh and tried to settle. Then I looked at my aunt.“I promise everything will be okay,” Aunt Amy murmured. “Better than okay. You’re going to love it.”Puzzled, I groaned out, “How do you know? How can you be sure?”“Trust me,” she purred, grinning at me. “There are currents all around that you can’t see,.