Perhaps she had dismissed it as an inappropriate indiscretion. He considered explaining himself then let it drop. Nothing more was said and they conti...ued posting each other in truly grand style as if he never sent the personal suggestion in the first place. He was glad of it. Their texts continued to be warm, friendly and as pleasant as ever throughout the summer. Then in mid- September he received her answer. When he read it, he had hoped it wouldn’t, but Len’s heart soared. ‘You still want. Her snug dress did nothing to hide the jiggling of her long pink nipples as they jiggled like manometers up and down as she walked. They were clearly marked as they pushed against the thin fabric.Sandy couldn't help but see what was happening. She could see her nipples flip up and down and she could also see the reflections on the top of the silver tray. She might as well have been televised on the flat screen mounted in the living room. They were not discreet when she came into the room. She. Or I could say "Benny, fuck me.' I'm not that good at being seductive.Instead I reached out very slowly and placed my hand flat on his stomach. He didn't react. I slid it down his stomach to the waistband of his boxers. I stopped. Oh God. I slid my hand under the waistband inside his boxers and kept going until I felt his cock on the back of my fingers. Oh God, his cock. I was touching his cock. Benny's cock.I curled my fingers round his limp cock and held it gently in my hand. It felt about. The cool morning air felt refreshing on my face.Alfred moved in front of me and put his hand on my shoulder. "It is a shock isn't it? All those brave men missing parts, shot or now living with damaged lungs from mustard gas. I've had a few days to get accustomed to it." His tone turned serious as he lifted his chin and looked me in the eye."After mixing it up with those beasts, I'd say we came out pretty well, Alfred," I commented, looking at a half-dozen men in high-back wheelchairs, all lined.