I didn’t have a ruler with me at the time. Vicky slowly, lightly—and excruciatingly—wrapped her hand around it. The result was my cock twitching...violently, threatening to explode then and there. Vicky giggled. ‘I’ve missed you, too…’ She gave it a long stroke, and I groaned out loud. ‘Jesus fucking Christ…’ The sweet torture! With a smile on her face, Vicky snaked out her pierced tongue and dragged the stud along the underside of my cock. I clenched my teeth and dug my fingers into the chair’s. Then Fate stepped in and it was all for naught. We all are losers by her dying." I take it you are going to put thoughts of her away and move on?" I am. What else can I do? Actually, I suppose I have just been marking time anyway. She went away and it was unknown to me if she was ever coming back. Now I know. I am thirty years old. Maybe some way I can regain my zest for life that I had when Nan came into it." Good. You are wise. One question, is there anything in my group that you would be. ”“Subject never came up. I also am classified by the NRA as ‘expert’ class rifleman. What else? Let me think.”“Now you’re being smart...”“No, not really. I’ve lived a lot of years, done a lot of things. Some I kept up, some I didn’t.”“Okay,” I said. I pulled my iPad from my backpack and started a search.“What’re you doing, Carlie?” he asked, eyeballing me as we drove.“Google search.”“For what? Or should I even ask?”“J-3 Cubs.”“Carlie...”“Bob ... killin’ time.”“Okay.”Doesn’t take long to frame. Me and my dad have not been getting along that well since the divorce and I am glad I am going to be living here. He is already dating some young bimbo and it really bothers me.”After dinner, driving to his house, he couldn’t wait to give them their birthday present. When he put the necklace around each of their necks, they cried softly about how beautiful it was, and how much they appreciated his thoughtfulness.Maggie then announced, “we have a surprise present for you too.”“What do you.