”Donna turned away from the window and sat on the garden bench.“Sit on the grass and listen. The months after John died — John, the grandpa you ...ever met — I missed him more than you can imagine. The time machine that he built, actually worked, even then, though I’ve made a lot of adjustments and refinements since. I knew I could go back and see John. I didn’t want to go to any of the last few years because I couldn’t face seeing him ill again, knowing what was going to happen. I lived through. . yeah, but that's because you kept kissing me." Like this?" He turned her face to his and kissed her, his tongue slipping briefly between her lips."Umm, do that again." He kissed her more thoroughly. Afterwards she brushed the hair away from his face. "Fair warning--don't start something you're not prepared to finish. And you do want to conserve your strength for tonight, don't you?" I have all afternoon to rest, but you do have a point." He slid down her body, pausing to drop kisses on her. I began to finger my pussy with two fingers. This felt really good and I quickly became wet. Then in went three fingers. It felt even better. I fingered myself faster and faster until I came. No one was home so I started screaming and moaning. "Oh god. That's great. Don't stop. Don't stop." I swore that I was alone, but my brother walked in and looked at me like I was crazy. Shit, I thought, That's embarrassing. "Can I talk to you?" He asked. I was masturbating, I thought, why would you want to. Soon, the new couple said they were coming home to see me. I knew it was a honeymoon trip because my ancestral home is in Goa. It was a small one-story house with one side facing toward the beach. My grocery shop was within walking distance, on the main road. Years of walking and eating fish had made me look younger than I really was. At 43 years of age and 5’11”, clean-shaven, with no belly fat, everyone thought I was in the late 30’s.Finally, the day came. My son called me from the airport. I.