Obviously I was busted and now I had something on them. Should I play that card now and be a dick or wait and see if this was going to work out in a m...ore civil and sexually satisfying way for me? Should I admit what I had seen? How should I react to a half naked teen in my living room? What if my wife walked in right now?The questions roiled in my head as I tried to get a bead on my next move. "You have two choices of what you can do at this point" she offered. "Turn us in or play along". This. .” he chuntered. “Want to piss.” he added throwing his sheets off, unable to swing his skinny legs to the side. Ella, made sure both of his feet were near the floor, then got her hands inside the top of his incontinence nappy, telling him to stand. His hands rested on her shoulders as she stooped, drawing down the padded garment which he stepped out of. It was wet, heavy and ponged of his urine. Supporting his 82 year old doddery body, she escorted him across the room, across the landing and. (well i wantedto sleep with her of course but...) "yes, of course!", i lied. (i mean replied)maybe it was the wine, but she kissed me! (omg! my dreams are coming true!) she must have had some flavored lip gloss because her lips tasted like citrus. we made out for a few minutes and she whispered in my ear, "let's go tothe bedroom." is this really happening?, i thought. she led me to my bedroom.she let me undress her and then she undressed me. i began to kiss and suck on her little tits and she. ‘What for?’ she answered. ‘Dunno, really. It just seemed something that needed to be said,’ he told her. She realised that he looked stone cold sober, and a little frightened. ‘Whatever’s the matter, Simon? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!’ ‘Alison offered me cocaine. I nearly accepted. I might still have done, if you hadn’t come knocking.’ Caroline didn’t really know what to say. ‘Oops.’ ‘Yeah,’ was Simon’s only comment. Caroline took Simon’s hand and started walking towards the door back.