The reports of the robbery only gave him passing amusement. On the local TV news the news readers were claiming that the witnesses could hardly rememb...er anything but that they were agreed that the robbery had been carried out by a strange eastern figure, more than six foot tall and dark skinned. Gregg at five feet six and with his sandy, freckled complexion, couldn’t understand how they were possibly referring to him. He wanted to stand up on the top of his apartment block and yell, “It’s me. He thought that he had come this far and was not about to pass up on the opportunity now. The three of them all began to undress, Helen revealing her sumptuous body for which Adam longed to hold and caress. His eyes were fixated on her wonderful assets before he caught a glimpse of her husband, John, drop his pants to show his thick cock within a forest of hair. Adam continued to remove all of his clothes leaving him naked as well, displaying his 6 inch erection. Helen approached Adam wrapping. I walked over to them with her back to me. I said, “Hi, Marsha. Long time, no see.” She turned to look at me and almost didn’t recognize me. I had let my hair grow out to almost shoulder length and was sporting a light beard. She said, “Tim? OMG!, Tim, is that you? “ I said,”Yep, same ole me, just a little worse for the wear, Marsha. You’re as gorgeous as ever.”Her man cleared his throat showing his displeasure with my intrusion. Well, fuck him, I thought. I said, “Marsha, I’m sorry, I didn’t. The force of my elbow had caused her blouse to fall open again and there I was staring right down at her tits again. She looked at me, but didn't say anything. Then, she laughed and said, "Let me have the pan, it needs washing."She took the pan and went over to the sink and turned on the water. She looked back at me over her shoulder to see what I was doing. It was a lustful glare that really turned me on. She looked so damn sexy standing there. I walked over and stood behind her. She turned.