Just then we heard dads pick up coming up the road and hurried to get dress before he came in the house. A couple of weeks later mom and dad were goin... out of town over night. We could wait to see them leave. Before they were even to the main road, Mel and I were naked. We stated kissing and touching each other like wild people. Mel stopped and asked, ‘remember last time we were fooling around and you stuck your finger up my butt?’ ‘Ya, I remember you went wild.’ I replied ‘Well, I got to. He did so and the two lovers came together in what was her most fantastic orgasmic experience to date. This was despite her realizing it wasn't her eighteen-year-old lover but his seventy-year-old grandfather fucking her! Denisa understood now that it wasn't only young men who were good lovers old men could be just as sexy. She looked forward to having both extremes in future. Her eighteen-year-old black boy thirty years younger; being such a contrast to the old black gardener twenty-two years. She pulled a transparent golden shawl about her shoulders, pirouetted and smiled and me and then hurried off without a word, clamping gold bracelets to her thin wrists and sliding her feet into golden slippers. The maid hung up the discarded clothes and ignored me steadily. I wondered where she had been hiding."Good master is she?" I asked, having resumed my comfortable seat."I'm free," the black woman said. "Ain' got no massa nowadays, mistress neither." Sorry," I said quickly."She fair, that. From now you should call me as shoba OK da. I said yes mam,sorry sorry shoba.As there is one bed she asked me to sleep with her. I said no shoba. I better sleep on floor. She drag me to bed and we sleep to gather while at the bed, she said me that I was looking like her husband. Next day I wake up and gone to bath room while I unware my dress I saw my paint it was Un zipped. As I can remembered I zipped it. The she take her bath and come front of me and stand with a towel only. The dame towl it.