I think you're coming with me." She looked at me. The moving shadows of the leaves covered my face, put whenI pulled the gun from my jacket, she saw w...ell enough what it was. She didn'tknow it was only a BB gun, but that was just as well. Her eyes went wide. "Elliot, what are you doing?" "In the van, baby." "Elliot, don't fool around. I'm not in the mood, I…" I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards me, pulling her off balance. I'dalready cut off a bunch of strips of duct tape and tacked them to. "She turns 81 this year. She always hated the nickname Becky. Shealways preferred 'Rebecca'. She doesn't care anymore though. She was anearly experiment of mine in age reversal. Unfortunately I stopped heraging a bit too soon. Was still trying to get the hang of it then. Alsothis first attempt had mental instabilities. She remembers almostnothing. My attempts at preventing aging also prevent her from formingnew memories. The upside is that when I made her form permanent, hernew form was a. When I got inside he was standing at a urinal unzipping himself so I went over a couple of urinals to his right. This guy was big, at least six foot two, with black hair and a goatee beard. I'm not sure why but I wanted to catch a glimpse of his penis when he urinated so I kept peeking over his way, trying not to be too obvious about it. He took it out and just as I thought he was big down there too! He held it in his hand and just stood there a while like he was trying to pee and then he. His tongue darted out to meet my clit and I moaned with pleasure. He slowly turned me around to face the side of the bed. He started kissing his way back up my body from behind. He moved from the top of my thighs, to my ass cheeks, to my lower back, up to my shoulder blades, ending at my neck. He whispered in my ear, “Open your gift.” I opened the small gift box and was surprised to find a small butt plug. It was sleek and black with a curved handle-like end. He had explored my back door with.