My parents won't let me go to the theater alone, and Delores is a tattletale when she goes with me. I've got to go to lunch, so I'll talk to you later..."The rest of my week was pretty uneventful except for a couple trips out to the woods after school with Trudie Gordon, and the resultant hand jobs that always entailed. By Saturday I was primed and ready for the movies. I met Jimmy at the drugstore near the movie house, and we bought our tickets and went in to the movie. The lights were up and. This woman was not bad looking at all and her pussy was hardly wrinkled or sagging. I asked for some lube, and the guy only had a small thing of vasoline which I placed on my cock head and pushed inside her cunt. AsI pounded this woman the man had his cock out and stroking it like mad. I built up a good load and pushed in as deep as I could and drained my balls then pulled out. The man immediatly moved in and ushed his smallish cock into her and blew a nut inside her also. The he told the woman. -----I'd had an idea. A way to get food that didn't rely on speed or ahunter's tools or knowledge.Noodling, they called it. Fishing for catfish with your bare hands. Ithought it was insane. But I was a troll now. Tough hide, superstrength. And I was so fucking hungry. I remembered the pond, andvaguely recalled where it lay in relation to the cave. I was pretty sureI could find the way again.Besides, I needed the distraction.I'd dreamed again. Of Izzy, I was pretty sure. The kind of dream. Why bother running. I stood in the kitchen hard as a rock and waited. With in a few minutes Roger stepped from the bedroom and left the home. A booty call? Even matures have booty calls.A second later my grandmother came into the kitchen in her robe. She was pissed I could tell and she immediatly began yelling at me. I'll spare you most of the drama but basically she called me a pervert and kept threatening to tell my mother. But as I stood there looking at her, still incredibly horny, I.