My grandfather lived through some of the most horrid battles that humans have ever seen. But, on December 31, 2000, he lost his battle with emphysema....He lived through the invasion of Normandy, warfare in Northern Africa and Korea, yet a cigarette killed him. Immediately after he died, our family started having problems. My grandmother did not receive his last military retirement check. The excuse they gave was that ‘he didn’t make it through Dec. 31, so he didn’t make it through December.’ . But I restrain myself. You are important. You are worth more than just to indulge my carnal needs. I want to show you love. I want to give you the world as I make love to you. I want you to feel my heart singing to you. I am thinking of all of this as I am kissing you over your shirt, your breasts, where your heart is, down along your stomach and I look up. My eyes asking you if it's okay. You're looking at me now, when you realize I've stopped. They go from full desire, to a softness I only. I was floating, it felt so good here, peaceful… hell, too good to leave. I was too tired to care. It was at that moment that I heard a voice, a voice I thought I'd never hear again. the voice said. I just nodded, this seemed to enrage the voice. I turned away and tried to move away further into the welcoming darkness. I heard Jenny scream, I sneered at her. Again, I tried to move further into the darkness. I felt her grab me. Jenny gasped, then started to cry, I told her. Smiling. " He starts caressing her breast, eyes wide and clearly getting turned on. "Now, notice how my nipples are getting very hard? Good, that means you are doing it right. Unbutton my top and open up my shirt a little bit. See my nipples sticking out through my bra?" To say her nipples were hard, was an understatement. His mouth was watering at what he suspected was coming next. "Okay, what you should do now is kiss my boobs just like you kissed my lips. Lean forward and just open your mouth. Put my.