I felt her hands slowly work their magic, kneading and relaxing the muscles in my back and upper arms. It felt absolutely delightful. I began to drift..., acutely aware of how wonderful her hands felt and of nothing else. My thoughts turned to Melanie. And the time passed."Here Eric. Lift up for me a bit."Patricia's hands were at both sides of my waist. I rose up without thinking, and felt her hands slide under me around my waist. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my shorts. I felt her startle a. That afternoon I declined an invitation from the kids to go to the beach and sat around the cottage mopping and worrying, worrying what Josh might be up to next. Bill was gone, my innocent daughter was dating a pervert and I was a horny old woman, damn it doesn't get any worse that this I thought as I sipped on a beer. On a whim I decided to go to the beach and find the kids but when I arrived I didn't see them anywhere. I looked south down the beach but didn't anyone who looked like Becky or. The dress code for evil in any form seemed to be water wings only and was rigorously enforced. Even Insurers had taken notice, with casualty rates for a seven block radius hovering about thirty percent lower than comparable rates elsewhere in the City.Predators tended to be very short lived there also, no matter what kind they were. They just simply disappeared and water wings were not included in their vacation packages. So far, none had shown the ability to cover the twenty miles to shore in. I loved the work."Jenny was impressed. He was a man who could do things. Every woman's dream. And then she felt his hand on her butt as he smiled. She did as well. After all, that is why she was there. And she glanced down at his groin and his gym shorts were not good at hiding his large prominent boner that was showing. She could not resist and copped a feel."I don't mind but you sure dress simply for this."She grinned taking a feel of his hardness in her hand. He smiled broadly as she looked.