Why do you not slip out of that awful tweed jacket and blouse? Relax - make yourself comfortable like our pretty young friend here! I seem to remember... you have quite the handsomest shoulders and arms of any woman I ever met - until darling Veronica came into my life, that is!"Miss Prosser, with a word or two of gratitude, responded positively and promptly to this suggestion, in fact Veronica could not recall to mind anyone divesting themselves of their clothing more quickly and eagerly in all. Which in this case consists of staring directly into your eyes. And your full attention is fixated on me, and my eyes. Shutting out everything else, ignoring all distractions except for my words and my voice, looking only into my beautiful eyes, my deep green eyes. Looking deeper into my eyes, listening to my gentle, soft voice. Relaxing, listening only to my voice. Paying attention only to me. Only to me. My voice, lulling you into relaxation. Relaxing you, drawing you deeper into my eyes. My. I wasn’t alone, I realized. There were a lot of friends and neighbors who were praying for her to get well. As I looked around at the town I had chosen only a year ago, I thought that I had chosen well. This was a very fine place to live. Promptly at two, I arrived at the hospital and went directly to Shelly’s ward. She was there, still unconscious, still in exactly the same position as shehad been earlier that morning, and the day before, and probably the day before that. I could see no. She turns me around and returns the favor, slowly undre​ssing me as she kisses my anxious body, licking and sucking my nipples, gripping my ass with her soft hands. We let ourselves fall to the couch, nurturing each other's sexual desires for you to see. I climb between her legs, lifting them, and kiss and lick her slowly from her calves to her smooth, shaved pussy, taking off her panties and tossing them at you, for a moment noticing the perfect hard-on you are stroking. I can't wait to feel.