She was 67, been widowed for six years but before her husband was a drinker and he made her life miserable, “He was a right bastard” she said as I...laughed. I looked at her, she was overweight, around 5’5”, white hair, big tits, wearing a blue cardigan and blouse with a blue skirt with what looked like tights. She sat and I moved so I was literally facing her, we were inches apart . For some unknown reason as she talked my cock seemed to stiffen, I was getting extremely turned on by the old. For someone obviously very rich, Paul was very friendly and really down to earth, but he was reluctant to answer questions as to his private life other than what we could actually see. I guess that was not a bad idea with people who you have just met and do not know whether you can trust or not. I thought we might have had that foursome that I had thought about earlier, but time was dragging. Paul’s whole attention was on Adam and this did make me feel a little jealous as I considered Adam to. The fire will blaze up to a good height when I first put on big pieces of wood. But, somehow, I need to increase the airflow out that hole, he thought as he gazed at the smoke hole above the wall.He could reach the ceiling in most of the area he lived in, but the section on the left side of the wall sloped up several feet higher. The box he had made wasn’t tall enough for him to do more than barely touch the hole, let alone allow him to reach partway through the channel as it worked its way. "Can I look at it?" Of course. But I have to warn you. It's pretty grim."She grabbed my hand and tugged. "Come on, please! I want to see it."I let her lead me back up the yard to the house. She went out to her vanto get her equipment bag and I went inside to get the keys to the apartment. When I came back out she was just setting her bag down on the deck. Shewas very excited as we climbed the stairs to the door. I expected her to bedisappointed when I finally got the door opened and.