Mary asked me in a husky voice if I knew what it was like to be really kissed.Without waiting for an answer she moved a little closer, parted my tremb...ing lips with her warm, moist tongue, and at that moment I almost died with pleasure. It was the most wonderful feeling. We kissed for ages. She undid my blouse and stroked and kissed my breasts. I felt as though I was in heaven. Mary wanted to go further, but I was reluctant I have never had a sexual experience, she asked me to help her she was. Small things at first until the reflection clearly reflected what she wanted to be. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the person now staring back at her was the person she had always been inside."Go home, Gwen," the old man said. "I think you're on your way to a change right now." Thanks for listening mister," Gwen said as she left the store.The old man shook his head and sighed. "Why must they all be so oblivious to what is right in front of them! Now, how can I help you, Matt..."***The. He chatted with us before we left, as my wife was getting her clothes back on. He made it clear that They had CCTV in the theatre for times like this. It was a low light system so would have recorded everything. And how he had seem us turn up and flash some guys and that we had obviously been willing. I guess he was making it clear to us that nothing had happened except a couple who wanted the wife to be gangbanged had turned up and fulfilled their wish. Well after the fucking my wife had just. They were in the family room. When I looked in I saw his grandmother who he called grammy and she called him Bobboo. “Hi grammy,” I said.“Hi Carloo,” she said. I could tell by the way her head seem to rock around on her shoulders that she was way too drunk to have driven here. I glanced out the window and saw her car parked a little crooked in our drive. “You two here alone, huh?” she asked, looking at me as if she was inspecting how I was dressed.“Yeah,” Bobby said, “Momma and Daddy think.