We are looking for Shirley.Oh, you’re Shirley?Shirley is a nice looking lady for being 65. She is about 5’4” tall and weighs about 125 lbs. Sh... has short gray hair, and her tits are huge and she has a nice plump ass.We are going to have to take you down to the precinct for questioning.It is procedure that we handcuff you for our protection, so please turn around and put your hands behind your back.You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a. They wanted the thrills. They wanted to be where the boys were. They came and watched and giggled, and necked if they wanted.Except Susy. Susy went to race. She did it all herself: the overhaul, the preparation, the driving."Why, I don't know how I beat you tonight, Caleb," she would say when it was over, her smile sweet and innocent. She said it every Saturday night to the Calebs and the Juniors and the others. On the rare occasion when she missed a gear or the rod wasn't right, she was. He wondered whether she had remained chaste since her divorce. Almost certainly. However there was no need to get wound up about that at this stage as it might never be necessary although he found himself hoping that it would.He went off to the kitchen to fix himself some lunch. He had a client coming down this afternoon. He hoped he could think straight. At least they would not meet Deborah if they walked the dogs. He also had to ring the theatre.Sharon had turned off into the gateway she. Her only contact with the world was through television and what she could see through her window. A hired help came twice a week with groceries and once every second week to clean. Other than that she was left by herself. Not even family came knocking anymore. Her only escape was her medication. She still had raging pains in her back, and the doctor prescripted small doses of morphine for her pain. Today she was addicted to the drug. It send her flying into a world where she could walk. Where.