" Surviving isn't being selfish, Grace," I said."Sure it is," Agnes said. "But there's nothing wrong with being selfish to survive. Make sure you prot...ct yourself, sweetie."Grace brushed the tears from her cheeks and rose to her feet. "Let's dance in slow motion and search for our centers. I suspect tai chi is the best cure for what ails me this morning."Later during breakfast, I said, "Let's go to Lake Powell this weekend." The water will be too cold for swimming, Brent," Grace said."Then we. “The myth, the legend.” she replied, and added a chuckle at the end.I stepped out to a Latin guard no taller than my chin. I guess with guard work, size didn’t matter. She probably had some training and maybe she could take on the female inmates. She had some meat on her bones so maybe that gave her an advantage as well. With such heavy breasts though, they had to get in the way. Even the button up shirt was straining to contain them. It was probably the reason she had it unbuttoned so far. His heart was beating twice as fast, aroused, yet also self-conscious, as Roxie held up a series of very skimpy thongs! But, he settled into it as he started to picture her wearing them. She asked his opinion about each one:“Do you like this color?”“Yes”“Is this too thin? You can see my hand through it. Can I get this one?”“Definitely!” he said. His cock was steel-hard now. He held his jacket over his swollen crotch.“I want all of these, Daddy!”“Uh, get seven of them. Get a variety.”“Are they. This song helps to prove what he means to me.”“Abby has already said a countless number of times that someday we’ll be married,” Brad added and the judges smirked to the forecasted fantasy of the mid-aged teens.“You do make a very nice looking couple,” Sass complimented.“Thank you, we think so too,” Abby agreed.“Okay Abby, whenever you’re ready,” Jake prompted.‘The Power of Love,’ words and music by Gunther Mende, Candy DeRouge, Jennifer Rush, and Mary Susan Applegate.Abby looked at Brad..