" her elegant neck, a little too long, a little too thin for her frame,looks so beautiful with it's strong sinews arched,her face turned from me,I fol...low it's line to the perfect column-like base in the depth of her clavicle and shoulders .My two fingers touch the gentle flicker of a vein where it pulses beneath her skin. Sheri turns sharply to me,her cheeks a little flushed. "There was a fly," I explain, feebly.Her eyes, wet and bright in her sudden flustered impatience stare into. " He helped me push my panties the rest of the way off and reached under and cupped my pussy, rubbing it with two fingers. His fingers separated my outer lips and he told me what a nice fat cunt I had. He then fondled my ass, squeezed my cheeks, and ran his finger down my crack, brushing it across my asshole.A wave of light-headedness washed over me as I realized that here I was, under his control, not knowing how much further he was going to push me, not able to say no.He stroked my slit and. All of us for different reasons needed the day care. It made some of us feel feel better about our retirements. The daycare made it feel that we were contributing something. We most likely weren’t doing anything other than wasting time, but the impression that we were was an important task. That was something in and of itself. It was simply a case of the tasked seemed rather than was. Such was modern life, I reasoned.‎I checked with Tommy to be sure he wasn’t suffering from the same bug I was.. .. my hand struck one of the numerous Cleveland Engineering boxes stacked in every available space.“Oh, yeah ... that.” thought my nemeses ... nemesis ... whatever. “You don’t know?”“Don’t know what?” asked Sally, as she walked around the corner.“Where all this crap came from.”“Where DID all this,” an expansive all encompassing gesture of the hands, “Come from?”“UPS,” I said.“When?”“Just before I got to Bree.”“What?”“I was having an adventure of the mind and the UPS man knocked. He delivered.