.. both guys and girls! So, she answered an ad posted on a laundromat bulletin board and wound up with Josephine. The old lady was slightly balmy, but...at least, she was safe! It was all far from the fantasy she had had back in Kansas City, and far from the glamorous life she glowingly portrayed to Wendy and her parents. But she had too much pride to admit the truth to them, and she especially didn't want Chris to know how lonely she was. At times she chided herself for the folly of her. Last night she came to complain that the Jeffersons were, to quote her, fornicating in their wagon."Mark laughed. "How did she think that was any business of hers?" She said the noise they made kept her from sleeping. She said the Jeffersons are too old to have babies, so they had no right to be fornicating anyway. Then she started trying to tell me that God doesn't want people to fornicate unless it is to make babies. I'm afraid I lost it a little. I told her that God didn't say any such thing. I wanted to reallyshow off for the camera, I envisioned Seagull watching this, and judging myperformance. I wanted him to get hard and excited, so I acted the part as muchas I could before I dropped the tip to move it home. I teased it in a bit ata time, but didn’t turn it on yet. I plugged the re-charger right intoit, and wound the cord to the nearest outlet. It could run continually – nodead batteries on this one!The next step was the butt-plug. I looked at it, and immediately had. ”I only wish she could have lasted long enough to have that one last dance,” Harold said with a slight tremble in his voice.He told me she loved dancing at these events. He loved it too as all eyes would be on her. Harold told me she was as lovely as I was. I smiled at him as I said, ”I am not Doris but if he would like that last dance in her memory I was game.”Harold smiled telling me he would enjoy that. We walked to the dance floor just as the band played a slow dance. Harold sort of.