..I was working in thelab, late one nightWhen my eyesbeheld an eerie sightFor my monsterfrom his slab, began to riseAnd suddenly to my surpriseHe did ...the mash,he did the monster mashThe monster mash,it was a graveyard smashHe did the mash,it caught on in a flashHe did the mash,he did the monster mashStella was shaking her barely covered tata’s while doing the John Travolta dance from that movie?From my laboratoryin the castle eastTo the master bedroomwhere the vampires feastThe ghouls all. Then I grab a nice cold beer and head to the bathroom to shave and take a much needed shower, after sweating all day I smell like a cesspool. I lather up my face, cock, and balls and shave them all as smooth as a Dutch baby’s ass. My wife always shaved my cock for me, she liked it like that and I guess I do to. I looked at my self in the mirror for a minuet before I get in to the shower. Not bad for a fifty year old, if I must say so my self I still have my hair even though it is turning gray I. She became a minx cat and would stroll around house in various states of undress... My neighbor to the north actually told me that she thought my MIL was having an affair with the man who lived behind us... I think she was...On night of super bowl...We drank. Discussed Janet Jackson's misfortune with her top being pulled off. Mother in law observed that Janet was wearing nipple jewelry. Started explicit discussion. When we were alone discussions always turned to sex...especially.. if we were. Why couldn’t it be like this all the time she thought laying flat on her back, eyes fixed on the brilliant blue sky. She’d give anything for things to go back to the way they’d been six months ago. “What’s wrong, Ruby?” Bashful was looking down at her his eyes a perfect reflection of the sky above. Warm, brilliant and deeply intense. Could she really pull it off; lie to him and his brothers? “And don’t you tell me it’s nothing because I can tell you’re not yourself.” “Is there any word from.