Morgan tells me she is a little scared.”Raule took Morgan’s hand and kissed it. “Don’t be afraid Morgan we are very experienced and each of us... will help you.”Morgan and Audrey were looking at his tool that hung halfway to his knee. I had called Raule in just for comparison. He didn’t mind for he was proud of his penis. He said, “There is a place opening up Josh why don’t you bring the women and a couple of beers apiece and I’ll help make Morgan more comfortable?”I reached out and took Morgan’s. Would Seth make his move? His gun sale to arm so much of our town was about to begin, too.What was he going to do with all those weapons?My husband grabbed a large, fluffy towel and wrapped me up in it. I shuddered as he dried my body, his strong hands moving around, massaging me. My breasts rose and fell while nervous writhes rippled through my stomach.“It’s going to be okay,” Steve said as he pulled away the towel.“I know,” I said. I brushed my wedding band, knowing that it would protect me. I was happy not to do Rugby or any other sport and it sounded like I would be helping others which sounded great.Saturday came round. My friends had not told me what voluntary work was but some had left with the Rugby teams and others went off to another part of the school. Robin and Paul told me the head would explain and they might see my later.I went off to the head’s office. He smiled at me and showed me to a comfy sofa and told me to sit down. He sat opposite. He told me Mr Bridge the PE. ’ I did enjoy the pickles and I was there, bright and early, the following Saturday. As I approached her table she gave me a big smile and said, ‘Mr. Sweet, it’s nice to see you again. Did you enjoy your pickles?’ ‘Indeed I did,’ I replied, ‘and I’ve come back for more.’ As I sampled her wares we chatted and I asked her, ‘Are you married?’ ‘Used to be,’ she said ‘but my husband died several years ago. How about you?’ ‘Same as you, used to be married but my wife passed away about six months.