Save yourself the trouble and justgive in. Watch the tv."I shook my head it was all too much to take."I said look at the TV!" She said it so forcefull... and my head snappedto the television. The tennis game was still on."Watch those girls. Admire they're looks. Watch their skirts swoosharound them as they play. Watch they're boobs bounce as they run. You'llbegin to feel it." She was right. I started to feel the tug on my shirt.I started to feel the air on my legs. I wanted to look away but. All this formality is getting to me! It's too dark now, but I have some bags of cement I'd like carrying down to the bottom of the garden. They're pretty heavy, I warn you. And there's a lot of garden furniture I've been meaning to rearrange for ages but been too lazy to get round to. If you think you can manage it, I'd be grateful. You look pretty strong, I must say. Let's see."And he felt her arms, legs and shoulders with the air of a man who has sized up a good few fighters in his time. He. What the fuck is she doing? She's slipping out of her thong now and turning back around the opposite way from before to face the mirror, giving me full view of her front this time. Is she shaven or just really blonde? I zoom right in for a better lookShe's shaven. Not even a hint of wispy bush. She slides a game down between her legs and rubs them brings her hand up to her face. She's smelling her cheating pussy! Is his cum still inside of her? She brings her hand down to her mouth and kicks. Well grandpa had worked out that he probably would never be able to wrestle down young Katie all by himself - as he was getting older and frailer and she was getting healthier and stronger day by day.Lester Pleason was one of those shady characters that grandpa kept company with in the bars both day and night in the bad part of town. An old whoring and drinking buddy who was known to have a rough side.It was on one of their drunken binges together that grandpa Dempsey came up with the ruthless.