Holding onto me and sobbing. Slowly the sobbing slowed and stopped. I looked at her, she was beautiful, she was asleep on my shoulder. I ever so slowl...y moved away and laid her on the couch. I put a pillow under her head and covered her with an afghan. I stood and looked at her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I couldn’t understand how any man having her, could ever want any other woman. I took the key that Phyllis kept for me and locked the door when I left. It was quarter. "Hello, Julian. I have tried everything to get you to talk to me. This was my last resort. Please, hear me out. Please," she said. "What is there to say, Stacy. You've replaced me. I saw it. I believe it. That ends it," I said. "Wrong—wrong—and wrong!" she said, and that with emphasis. "Hmm," was my brilliant retort. "Julian!" she said, in a begging tone. "Get to it, Stacy. I'm here. I'm trapped. You've got me. Lay it on me," I said. "You know: the why, the who, the how long for starters.. They spent another 5 days and spent the day at the beach together with them,the sixth day at a certain time this beautiful old man couple and old woman they began to collect their own things to go to lunch; I saw that the old man sat right on the edge of the chair,and I thought about turning on the video feature, pretending to pick up my stuff too by leaving the front phone to him so I could get her balls and cock completely.I was really happy to have the chance to see this wonderful old man in. Shortly after getting to the open water, my mom in a sexy bikini, showing most of her 38C boobs and her slim body, a pair of sexy tall wedges, and a sheer coverup told me to change into what she called “my real clothes”, so I stripped down, walked over to my duffle bag, my dad whistled and I looked over and he had his hand in his pants stroking his cock looking at me naked. I slipped on the new monokini, a swimsuit coverup my mom had got me a few days before, and the new wedges and by that time.