" Know the feeling, i'm doing the same."She undid her coat and i saw that she had massive tits, a low cut jumper showed her cleavage well,i must have ...been staring when she said," I'm going for a coffee to warm up, let me buy you one for handing me my keys." Yeah, great, thanks", I said.I followed the lady over to a small cafe, we ordered and sat down sipping at our coffee."I'm Claire." she said."I'm Phil, good to meet you."We chatted , and i occasionally looked at her cleavage wondering what. Then she blinked. And blinked again. And it was like watching a wooden dummy come to life. And that was real scary, too. Her eyes dilated, and animation returned to her features. You could see there were muscles under the skin. When there was someone home she had a quite nice face: small nose, dimple in the chin, transparent almost invisible blonde eyebrows, a cute cupid mouth just begging for kisses, all in a round face framed by that gorgeous blonde hair. She stared at me. I mean, she had. “But you can’t not be Orthodox any more than I can’t not be lesbian.”“True. But I wonder if it makes sense to donate anyway? One never knows where life may lead nor what might happen.”“You wouldn’t have a problem with that?” Clarissa asked.“We’re not committing to anything, just leaving an option open, no matter how remote.”“I did some checking, and there are two ways - masturbation, which I think is obvious, or a special collection condom, which I had no idea existed.”“Which YESTERDAY would. Before you ask I have no idea why he did it either,” I said.“You didn’t by any chance encourage him to do it did you?” She asked.“No, but I don’t think anyone encouraged him to do anything,” I replied.“Did you join in on the beating earlier that day?” she asked.“No, as you can tell I didn’t have any kids, so the fact he was a child rapist had no special significance to me,” I explained. “Tell Sylvia next time to come herself to ask her dumb shit questions.”Angie turned off the recorder then.