"Linda took a sip of her coffee then kept going. "Then one day I was at that little grocery store on Marshal avenue and saw this guy. He was tall and ...xtremely good looking. I guess I was staring because he looked up and caught me. I blushed when he looked at me and smiled. He was so cute and I felt naughty flirting with him. It was kind of exciting. I went down the produce aisle and was trying to decide what to buy when he came over and stood next to me. He looked at me with his big, blue eyes. ‘Ah, this is perfect’ she said to a passing sparrow, which been a sparrow, didn’t reply and swooped into the branches of a nearby bush. ‘Off you go girl’ she said slipping the dog’s lead. Sure enough, but not too quickly as though recognising the heat of the day, the dog bounded off down the path. Woof, woof echoing through the trees. A few minutes later, the wood started to thin out and she started across the edge of the meadow next to one of the wheatfields, staring at the huge agricultural. Well that’s all her trolley contained, bottles of spirits, other than a bag of dog biscuits. I guess her age was mid-fifties to late-fifties, about thirty years older than us. Her hair was clearly coloured to disguise her grey hair and had that odd blue tinge to it that older woman seem to go for. What caught my eye though was an expensive brand of malt whisky in her trolley, emphasised by a large electronic security tag enveloping the cap. She’d loaded up other expensive brands as well, yet no. She returned and sprayed me with the shower head. All thehair except that on my head disappeared down the drain. "That's betteryou look more girly now and I love that bald pubic patch! You look like ayoung girl especially with that worthless cock that looks no more than aclitty anyway!" I looked down at my pubic area it did look sad with nohair and a small dick."Right out you get, to the bedroom." I followed her along. "UnfortunatelyI discovered your passions a bit earlier than I thought, so.