.. around 3 o’clock?”Surprised, I asked, “For dinner?”Shyly, she nodded. “Uh-huh. For dinner. At around three. At home.”I looked the kitch...en clock. “Uh, Honey? Isn’t it around 1 o’clock, right now?”“Uh-huh.”“Shouldn’t we be moving along in that plan, just a leeetle bit faster, than we are?”She ghosted a grin. “I suppose so...”I pecked her on the lips. “Eat up! We have things to do!”We finished breakfast, washed our dishes, and stepped into the shower. Feeling the ticking of the clock, we. One of the states where, fucking a white girl, could still get a black ass hung. We talked openly and developed a little code. I found out that he had a major meat monster – thirteen inches of black cock. Bill agreed and we met up with him in a rest area, about an hour later. We talked for a while, sitting at a table, I was appraised by our new friend. He wasn’t bad looking and, after some mutual fondling, agreed that I was ‘decent’ sissy breeding material. I’d played enough that his cock was. I thought he was going to hug me again. But he caught my t-shirt and pulled it up. I was shocked. His hands were on my breasts by then, over the bra.“Oh, such cute boobies. Can I see them, Anamika?”“No. Ajay.”“Come on, Anu, I have touched it. Now, let me see it.”He pulled my bra up and sucked in air through his mouth.“You have awesome boobs at this age, Anu. Has anyone touched it yet?”“N-noo…”“Hmm. I guessed that. Mmm…milky white… brown nipples… just the way I like it.”His head moved closer to. Somehow I knew I didn't want to miss whatever she had planned. Reluctantly I lifted myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready.***Mike Stoner had gotten up early too. Although the sun was only now beginning to rise over the low-lying hills, the nursing home was already bustling with activity. There were six patients in the room, five of whom were old, immobile, and feeble minded. The entire floor stank of urine and human feces, and it took all of Mike's strength not to grab his.