It was a short day as we went to bed early so both girls could have sex before we went to sleep. We needed to be up early on Monday.Monday, we were up... early and got dressed in our good clothes. The girls each wore one of the new dresses they had gotten recently as they wanted to look nice for their weddings. Darrell showed up at 8:30. He had on a suit. I was also wearing a suit. We invited him to breakfast. The girls had made plenty. George and Cindy showed up at 9:00. We were nearly finished. He was also patient, always willing to listen whenever I needed to get my real world loneliness off my chest. More and more I'd found myself opening up to him, revealing more of my inner wants and desires to him than I had to anyone, even my late husband. Not that it was a one-way street, he would share his hopes and dreams with me, and from them I got the impression that he was a sensitive man in real life. Only I had no idea how old he was, nor did he ask me my age, the one time I'd raised. I got out and headed over to mine right next to hers and sat down. I took a drink of mine as well. We both looked at each other and laughed. We both knew we had got each other and that seem to be that. I then told her that I was a virgin. Not because I didn't want to but my last girlfriend was kinda freaked out about how thick I was and that she was scared I'm hurt her. this seem to make me Aunt laugh even harder. She then turned to me with a almost too serious look on her face and said, ". I was happy she wasn’t lurking around waiting to scold me for sneaking out and add this to the already extensive list she had of things she could get me in trouble for.There were two reasons I had gone on that little adventure to Groper’s Alley. The first most obvious one was that a nearly naked girl showed up in my window and asked me to go and I thought I’d at least get to finger fuck her. The second reason was that since Lindsay already had all this dirt on me I might as well throw a little.