As I walked I touched the skirt and petticoat and felt my bottom through the layers of lace and occasionally give my penis a quick rub although I dare... not do more as I knew Sally Anne would be watching me.Having reached the bottom I was about to turn and head back when I heard voices. I crouched down by the hedge and held my breath. A young couple were cycling along the lane and as they approached I heard the girl say, "I need to tale a leak".They stopped at the gate to the field and I heard. I was 18 and she was 36 with 2 k**s who I baby sat for sometimes. Albeit searching there house for porn and finding Polaroids of Sarah which i happily kept for wanking material. Sarah had split from her husband, she had known me since I was 11 and she had great tits and I wanked over her many many times. I was 18 with a stunning girlfriend and on this occasion we were at my house and Sarah had been up town drinking and had knocked us up drunk, I said ill get her home next door and get her. "I guess you don't go by Richard any more. What is your new name honey?"I heard myself answer in a shaky little voice, "I know you were going tocall me Anne if I had been born a girl so I am now Annie." And who is this young man you seem to be so fond of?" This is Simon dad. He is an intern at the hospital."Dad introduced himself and mum and suggested that we all need some timeto think. He then decided that he and mum would go to their hotel andfreshen up and be back to take Simon and I to. It was decided for me that I should volunteer at the local retirement home.It started out just talking to the residents or walking with them. As I got to know some of them, I'd help them with meals and play games, usually gin rummy.One such resident was a veteran marine. He was strong and steadfast and you could tell he was once extremely handsome. He was a sweet old man of eighty-three and he still had that naughty twinkle in his eye. He was also a bit of a flirt and I instantly liked him. He.