“And come a little early so I can get some of that young pussy.” I didn’t say anything to that, but it was like the icing on the cake. I really ...wanted to feel that fat hunk of meat stretching out my pussy. When I was leaving the store I noticed the sketch of me was no longer in the window. I turned around and said to his wife, “Oh, thank you for taking it out of the window. I really appreciate it.” “Oh no, dear—I sold it. Nice gentleman who works in the neighborhood. He owns that bakery up the. It was November and they were discussing their plans for Christmas. They’d both turned 30 in the course of the year and were looking forward to their ski weekend in Austria. All the girls who came across Ramone couldn’t help but be enamoured by his good looks. He’d filled out in all the right places and looked after himself. He had beautiful grey eyes, a beautiful smile and dimples that could melt the coldest of hearts. But all that paled in comparison to the person he was. Understandably with. Carla starts to consider if it’s time to go now. Before she decides to get up, George puts his hand on her knee and begins to rub.Carla is caught off guard.Carla says, "Umm."George replies, "I’m sorry, Carla, but it’s been so long since I’ve touched a woman. And I’ve never touched someone as sexy as you."He keeps rubbing her knee. Carla isn’t sure how to respond.George asks, "Do you like me touching you?"Carla answers, "I’ve never been touched like this before."This turns George on even more. I found Dave when he found me. Here I am. One day I will tell more of my story. Today, though, I have been with Dave since last Thursday. It is Tuesday, not a whole week since I met him.He is going to work. I am staying home. Home. His house that he has told me to use as my own for as long as I want to be here. Poor Dave. Where else would I want to be?I fix him breakfast while he makes coffee. He is going to give me a cup of coffee and run out the door. I make him sit with me for a few minutes..