”I got us free, we washed up, and we were about to get dressed when Margo asked, “Would you like to loose your virginity before we go back? Maybe ...you can pee in my pussy too. Is that everything that I promised you?”I replied, “I would like to make love to you but could we wait a week and then do it?”Margo smiled and said, “Okay! Whatever you want.”As we walked toward town we discussed the future. It seems that Margo had put my life in danger and that really bothered her. She promised to stop. .” Paul said, causing Carol to look at him and not the manuscript.“Please do,” she said.“It. um, takes place in 1947 ... um; actually there are two reasons for that. One my protagonist, Ray, wants to write the great American novel, just like every other GI back from the war. He thinks he’s found the answer in a murder that took place in Los Angeles earlier that year. I’m guessing you’ve heard of the Black Dahlia murder case?”Carol nodded her head, who hadn’t?“Okay, enroute to the west coast,. I look like the woman I am, close to middle age, a body that shows signs of life. It does not matter, not with this man, not with this friend. It does not even matter that he had only become more stunning over the years, his physique settling into the definition of manhood, muscles and lines simply asking to be touched. I try to reach for him, but he captures my hands before I can satisfy my skin hunger. “No - my turn. Remember.” A teasing reminder in a voice so deep and seductive it made women. Without looking around for confirmation he wondered if there was something amiss that he hadn’t been told about.“Gramps, you didn’t need to come here to see me, I’d have gladly come to you,” said Colin as he held Bobbie’s hand.“Oh piffle,” said Bobbie, “I wouldn’t have missed this for the world.” He glanced around the assembled family, “and besides, it gives me a chance to give you your graduation gift before all the others get to present theirs.”“Gramps, there’s no need...”“Quiet!” snapped his.