"Gosh, our rooms are right next to each other," Tamara exclaimed. "Hope you don't snore."No, Laura thought, I don't. I don't think so, anyway. But I m...ight give off a little orgasmic squeak if I have a dream of you, sweetie.She realized in the middle of this reverie that she was staring in an unmistakably sexual manner again at Tamara. She moved her head from side to side to shake herself out of it."If I do, just bang on the wall," she smiled."Okay. Nightie night."Laura smiled again and watched. She must have closed her eyes just before impact because the only thing she could recall afterward was the hard hit on the top of her forehead and then the whoosh of air that escaped her as she was brought to an abrupt halt.She thought she might lose consciousness as the pain in her skull radiated outward. She could feel something scratchy against her right arm and upper back. She looked around and found she was lying across the lap of a very large man. A very tall, gangly man with a big mop of. “Grandpa, I know you’re being very nice but I just don’t know if you’re telling the truth. It’s hard for me to believe anything anymore.”“Well sweetheart, believe this,” he grabbed my hand and put in on his penis. It was hard. My heart started beating and suddenly I pictured us having sex. It was all I wanted to do. Within seconds my pussy was wet with my juices. I was so horny.At the time I’d forgotten that he was my grandpa, I just knew that he was a man, a real man and that he was going to. So they walked into the clinic together hand in hand. Frankiekept ahold of either Timothy/Teresa's hand, or had his hand inTimothy/Teresa's back, controlling him the entire time. Thereceptionist was expecting them, and told them to go right in to seethe specialist. (What specialist! Timothy/Teresa thought). When theywalked into the specialists office, Timothy/Teresa thought he wouldfinally be able to be alone, but once again Frankie was there. Evenworse is the specialist and Frankie.