I didn't even see a deputy at the station other than Simpson.I headed to the apartment to settle up with the Blue Haired Lady, as I thought of my land...lady. I could never remember her name. I was terrible with names. Before going to the apartment I stopped by the bank's atm machine. It was a small bank but it had the only atm in the small town. Every store in the plaza was hooked to the atm system, but none of the ones in Country Seat were.I checked my wallet and found two hundred bucks and. He seemed more interested in following the younger guys around. So I kept cruising.A few minutes later I seemed to catch someone’s head nodding toward an open door in the corner. I walked that way and he slipped inside so I followed. This guy was really cute, probably late 40s with short, thick curly gray hair. He was well built and a few inches shorter than my 6-1.We closed the door and immediately started a hot make-out. While he didn’t have facial hair, he had just enough stubble to be. He rose up and over her, she splayed her legs then with hands on his hips pulled him into place.The end of his boner slid down then up the slit between her thighs, he stroked her several times, building pressure, building lust. He licked his hand to coat it with saliva then wet the end of his erection. She reached between them, held him lightly with five fingers then guided him to her entrance. When she felt the thick round head slip into her she moved her hand. He pressed into his sister until. "Three hours. That would bring her up to just after five in the evening. She only hoped that the place in question would be not too noisy and ghastly. Young as she was, the exertions of the day had begun to take their toll on her and she would dearly like to rest and nap for a while. Her feet were beginning to feel very sore after their long walk and the effect of the cold wind against her skin had been severely to deplete her reserves of energy. Yes! She could certainly use a break right.