Hood spoke. "Ahh Jim, since we have cleared the air about me watching you masturbate and you knowing about it how would you like to come over to my p...lace and the two of us masturbate together?" Because I had been comfortable with Mr. Hood seeing me masturbate for years I said "Sure."The two of us go through the backyards over to his house and I follow him up to his bedroom. As we undress I see Mr. Hood without his shirt on. For a 56 year old he has an athletic build and a hairy chest. About. I needed to make sure I didn't have too many days like this or I'd wear myself out!Bob and Becky have oral on the beach.Thanks for all the feedback, I love to hear from you folks! Please send ideas to continue the series.Work was boring that day, as it was most days. It seemed very drawn out. I was anxious to get home and talk to Becky about what we had seen the previous evening. I know she had been excited by it, or she would not have stayed to watch.When I finally got home, my whole family. However, there is one caveat. I did it and then I found I still couldn’t quite change things enough. I found out the hard way that while I thought I could change events I really couldn’t easily affect the outcome in the long run. A sorry tale, huh? Still got those ninety minutes? I’ll tell you everything then, but before we start just remember that I warned you that you’ll never get those ninety minutes back.I told you I could rewind time, and I did it many times but I won’t ever do it again,. The hangings I’ve attended have all been so clinical, the victim given little or no chance to savour his fate. We ladies over there have to make our own pleasure out of the proceedings, post the event, though we live in hope of arranging a female run lynching with no male other than the condemned in attendance.” She eyed Creed, stroking him with her crop on seeing his excitement at hearing the wholesome pleasure she received, attending towns where executions were scheduled, just to indulge in.