Sally knew that the boy had been spying on her. After the first night when she realized it she kept her window shade up. She wanted him to see her nak...ed. She really liked Sammy. He was such a good-looking hunk, so muscular, and he was the smartest boy she knew. She would love to have him as her boyfriend. Sally had only recently come to this realization.Sometimes in bed at night Sally would rub herself down there between her legs and imagine that it was Sammy touching her there. Once in awhile. Finally, he decided he would do it after the children were in bed.A little after nine that evening, Bill walked into the living room where Marion was watching television."Marion, would you please turn the TV off. I need to talk to you."Marion looked at him with surprise and just a flicker of fear in her eyes. Bill saw neither as he concentrated on how he would begin the conversation. Marion picked up the remote control and turned off the TV."What do you want to talk about, Bill?" Her voice was. I wondered if I had some kind of infection, and whether it was related to the weight loss. I thought I'd ask Brian, he was still only doing the pre-med course but he was the closest thing to a medical reference I had. But I was too embarrassed for the next couple of weeks. I almost asked him one night after dinner, but then I felt self-conscious and changed the subject before I got to ask anything. Then after a couple of weeks the pain went away, although my nipples stayed a bit puffy. . Eyeing me he spat. "Later old man." Bit of advice Randy. Never pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he will just kill you and be done with it."I was sitting at the kitchen table with Lisa. My brother Vince had arrived from work, and we had filled him in. He was making coffee. We were awaiting Anna, who had retreated to the bathroom after checking on a sleeping Carlos."Lisa, where did that old cannon come from?" I said pointing at the shotgun in the corner. "That relic is so.