If I am ever permitted to go home, I bet I would be the toast of the town for showing them this remarkable brew. Assuming they would be willing to try... something brown in color from the monkey world. There loss if not I suppose.It was in that moment, when I could feel it. Feel death’s wings in the air. In fairness I could always feel that, but something was unique about this one. Old age, sickness, or injury, they are expected, and more or less accepted. But this one, this grim was seeking. He was in lovewith her, and I knew that he needed that. As much as I didn't want him tobe thinking about me like that, I knew that I couldn't outright dash hishopes. "I don't know what the future will hold, Paul," I told him. "I can'tpromise anything. My life is too hectic and too crazy right now. What Ido know is that I want to be your friend. I hope that you want to bemine, too."He looked into my eyes, and I could see the conflict in them. I knew whathe felt about me. I knew what he had felt. " I would never even think about asking you to do something like that, Sandra. I think she will be like your grandmother more than being like a mother. Hell, just call her Auntie Tran like the girls do. If there is ever any problem of any kind I want you to promise me you will come and talk to me about it. I don't think there will be but I want to be the first to know if there is. I want your promise on this Sandra." I promise Grandpa but she is really nice and she loves the girls. I don't. Eventually it came to her pussy. Yes, tonight I'd call it by it's polite name: her pussy. Maybe it would someday be my pussy.I lapped at her labia. Long, slow strokes from asshole to her clit. Well, almost to her clit. When I got close, I ended the stroke and dipped down to start another. It was hard to do, 'cause my fingers were constantly stroking at the 'innie' that was hiding behind her labia. She had medium-long outer labia and just the hint of her inner labia peeking out. I doubt that any.