The Taxi driver turned around and just started at Sydney standing there in the doorway dressed only in a towel. Sydney then noticing him whispering so...ething to her dad, her father looked up at Sydney then stared angrily at the taxi driver and then took a swing with his right hand and tried to hit the taxi driver. The Taxi driver immediately ducked and pushed Sydney’s dad away from him and in doing so Sydney’s dad hit the ground hard. “You bastard” Sydney shouted. The Taxi man looked up one. When I had regained some sort of composure Simone kissed me, not a platonic kiss like I would have given my mother or sister, but a full on tongue involved passionate kiss and something inside me was enjoying this totally new experience so I returned the favour. ‘For someone who’s never had sex with a woman before, you seem to be enjoying it.’ ‘How do you know I’ve never had sex with a woman before, is it that obvious?’ Who was I kidding? My experience with sex was strictly hetero and not with. Although she was on the verge of sobbing, her breath coming in jagged spurts, she didn’t scream and she was obviously trying to be quiet. “That’s a good girl,” I said. “Just relax and do what I say and everything will be fine. Understand?” She nodded timidly. Looking around, she saw all of her belongings and no doubt thought she was being robbed. “Good.” I took a moment to look her over. She was wearing a light, short sleeve blouse, a skirt that highlighted her beautiful thighs, and sneakers. God knows how! But I was ultra careful. I was introduced to this once quite stately, judging by some photographs, cultured lady with a thoughtful grey blue coiffed hairstyle, who hadn’t a clue what was going on, such was her incapacity. During the introductions I took in the elderly woman’s once good figure, which to me means slim with big tits, however Annie’s were still big but flopped about bra less in their own way beneath the hospital type robe she was kept in. As they were going to a.