We stopped at one and those running shoes came in handy because we hiked some trails. There were a few other people up there but not a lot. We stopped...and he took some pictures of the scenery and some of me. He was working his magic on me telling me all the things I wanted to hear. He was breaking down my defenses, for sure, if I had any. Soon he had me topless taking pictures and then some completely nude ones. He just said very nice when he saw I was completely shaved. Funny he never really. I would sit on the edge of the tub and talk with them while they were taking a bath and they would do the same with me. If they were feeling particularly horny that day, they would ask me to wash their breasts.” “That sounds interesting. And what did they do for you?” Ann asked. “They would want to touch my dick and get me hard. Once in a great while, they would play with my dick until I would cum. They wanted to see the whole thing from start to finish. It didn't happen very often though.. ‘They don’t take good care of those people there.’ She said on many occasions. Nannie died months later, and my mother cried silently again. Life went on, and many years passed. As chance would have it, I got a job working as a chef in a large nursing home here in Charleston, South Carolina. I had reservations about working in a nursing home. I decided it would be another feather in my cap, yet one more area of expertise to add to my resume. I have been cooking for other people since I was a. You at least have some experience living with someone ... with a partner. It feels like we’re moving awfully fast.”“You remember what happened the last time you wanted to slow things down.”She nodded. “It’s a lesson I won’t forget. Adam -- I’m not suggesting we slow down or sleep in separate rooms or anything like that. I’m just telling you what’s going through my addled mind at the moment.”He reached across the table, held her hand and massaged it with his thumb. “I’m glad you can share your.