But Jennifer was still refusing him. He wanted company tonight. If he called Gretchen, Niccolo knew that she would be over as soon as possible. The yo...ung blonde was eager and knew what she was doing. A nice consolation prize, he chuckled to himself.“You are trying to put Gretchen on me now, are you?” Niccolo inquired. “Does this mean that you are going to deny you enjoyed last week?” Blood surged to his groin as he remembered his evening with Jennifer. He wanted it again. Jennifer was playing. "Your was such a good boy!"And we went to sleep, her arm around me this time her huge tit sagging on my chest.The next morning, my Mom told Grandma, she certainly had a glow about her this morning. And perhaps moving in with us was just the thing she had needed. Grandma winked at me"I don't remember when I have ever slept better sweetie, I feel as if I am really at home here!"That started out nightly ritual of her sucking my cock, I called it that too now. "Grandma? Do you anything out of just. I headed for the Hanger. Our new wings were due in and I was in hopes they had arrived. With all that had been going on we were still almost ready to start putting the plane back together. There was a message on the door that the wings would be arriving this afternoon. I was puttering around when I heard the walk in door open and close. Louise was walking toward me wearing a long coat of which she was unbuttoning as she walked. The last button was undone and she shrugged. .."I shook my head and awkwardly walked back into the vast maze that is Braghia with the woman beside me. She was indeed very short, and her bald head bobbed so low that it would have fitted perfectly under my chin if she had wanted to stay close to me. She did not want this, however. She was slender, almost famished-looking, but her body still managed to retain a somewhat feminine aspect to it, with nice, rounded hips and noticeable breasts.The strange thing about her was her baldness. It did.