The teacher paused in his lecture. “Are you even paying attention Amos?”The class, as one, turned in his direction. “No Sir.” There were snigg...ers.“Well at least you are being honest. At least try and look like you are interested.”“Yes Sir.”“As I was saying, the situation in the upper delta...” Amos tried, he really did. But spear chucking wannabes had no hope against hormones and sexual deviancy.Clive caught up with him as the end of lunchtime bell rang. Big cheesy grin and a hand held behind. From inside my head, a lone angelic voice sings unaccompanied a long sweet note, and it’s joined almost immediately by another voice, and then more voices – Holy cow, a celestial choir – singing acapella in my head, an ancient, ancient hymnal. What in heaven’s name is this? I have never heard anything like it. Something almost unbearably soft brushes against my neck, running languidly down my throat, slowly across my chest, over my breasts, caressing me… pulling at my nipples, it’s so soft,. It started out that I would give her sponge baths while she was bed ridden. As she got more mobile I would lift her into the tub for a bath. A nice hot soak did wonders for healing her injuries. Once she was able to stand for short times I would take her into the shower and wash her from top to bottom. This process involved my undressing her and redressing her each time. Of course being a shower it was necessary that I also be naked. It was a little awkward at first since neither of us were. She all but attacked me.” With a laugh, “You’ve gotta wonder what a young girl sees in an old guy like me.”Wilma smiled and said, “Might be the same reason I give y’all those freebies Brady. All the women I know at Woodcrest think, ‘Brady Damron’s pretty hot.’”“To tell you the truth Wilma had I known you would be working tonight I would probably have shined her on and hoped that I could have some real adult sex time with you.”“Don’t bullshit me Mr. Damron. Men in their fifties can’t resist.