The smell of the hand cream came toher. She glanced up at him, his eyes were on her hand.His cock began to stiffen and he shifted his hips."How does t...hat feel?" she asked him."Wonderful," he said softly, then asked, "should we bedoing this?" Why ever not?" Mitzi could no more have stopped then,than she could have flown. Spasms flickered throughher body. Her whole being seemed to tremble. Thesight, the feel of Matthew's cock was doing wonderfulthings to her. She felt a sudden contraction. Giving me a puzzled look she said, "yes of course I was." True to her words she walked back out of the bedroom with just a pair of shorts over her outfit. And we were off.Of course all the men at the mall were staring at her. I actually felt jealous, a new emotion for me. She didn't mind, though. She enjoyed every minute of it. We must have gone in every sporting goods store and every major clothing store to find more leotards and tights. She only bought tights that had feet in them for some. It wasn't as easy as it sounds; the home kept computerized records, sort of, but the updates were a little sporadic and generally anywhere from a day to as much as a week out of date; I guessed timeliness of record-keeping was a secondary thing in the anterooms to death that most nursing homes are.So it was five days late when Spook gave me the news.Jack, the female on whom you have asked me to maintain surveillance, the mother of Lisa, the records I have been watching now say that she died on—. "Time to rinse off and for you to shampoo my hair," She stood up and turned, offering a hand to help him up.Standing there never having been naked in front of a man was a first for her too. Not really knowing what to do she let her instincts take over. Feeling it was the right thing to do she leaned forward and gave Bob a hug followed with a brief kiss on the lips saying, "Thanks for being so nice to me." You're welcome," he replied.Casey picked up the shampoo bottle from the corner of the tub,.