” I sat down, arranged the food on a small tray, and ate while Jo and I conversed about what we would do after she left the hospital.A short while l...ter, a soft knock sounded at the open door. “Come in,” Jo called out.The girl’s mother took a step into the room. “I’m Theresa Hartman. My daughter Kaitlin was driving the truck that hit you from behind.”“I’m Jo Hickman. Come in, please. I’d offer you a chair, but...” she shrugged apologetically.“No, that’s okay. I, uh, wondered if you’d be willing. You two will have an amazing sex life with one another and with other playmates, but we must tell you, Lois, to phase Harold’s young body into it.After an unknown time, she grinned happily. “In that case, let’s deal with some other hard things. Let’s go to the couch.”I sat, and she pressed warmly against me. “Think of how you lusted after your teacher, and now enjoy doing something about it. Remember, we’re going to take it slow, but I promise a very, very rich sex life. That’s not the only way. I hid my hand under her kameez to reach for the pussy area. There I felt a padding. It could be the hair or could be the panty or could even be a sanitary napkin in case she was having her periods. I doubt the last option because if she really had her periods she may not have allowed me at all. However, I pinched that pad and tried to pull it downwards to find out what it was exactly. She was feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable so I stopped being so brash. Then I pampered her by gently. I've attended a couple of them. Don't worry too much, there will be a couple of dozen people there. It's unlikely we'll get chosen for the entertainment." But what if we are? What do we need to bring? A board game or DVD or something?"Mindy leaned up on her tiptoes to reach her much taller husband's cheek, planting a quick kiss there before saying, "Don't worry about it."An hour later, the couple entered Jay's apartment. Jay, a friend of Mindy's from their college days who Paul had only met on.