I rapped my arms around her and laid her back on the blanket. We lay there kissing then I pulled the blanket up over our heads and continued kissing. ...As we kept kissing I felt her hand release from my back and slide down around my groin area. She began rubbing my groin through my jeans. My cock began to harden under her hand. I took my hand a slowly reached it up her shirt and gently began to massage her breast. In between kisses she began saying things like oh Devin and I love you. Then she. We had dinner and I asked him if he would take me out again the following week. We could have dinner and maybe even dance. He jumped at the offer and the following Friday we went out. I went all out buying a new dress even though I couldn't afford it. If he wasn't going to make a move, I was.When he picked me up, he told me how nice I looked. I could see in his eyes that he meant it. My play to seduce him or at least get some reaction out off him was working. After dinner, we were on the dance. I did want to please Johan. I always wanted to please Johan. My fingers were trembling as I slowly raised my battered and creased little skirt. Leah stepped up to me and reached straight for my pussy. Her light fingertips grazed over my lips and just below my pubic bone. Though my mouth was open, I couldn't speak. "Shave," was all she said, withdrawing her fingers. "I usually shave in the tub," I whined. "Tonight you shave right where you are standing." She was having too much fun with. !" the old woman grunted, her mouth spreading wide in a display of toothless gums. "I futured you coming Jean Blakely. Saw you in this old brain o' mine... an' I know why, too! It's him, Caesar, the wild one, ain't it, girl?" Th-the dog... the leader... yes. Is that his name?" Jean heard herself question, her voice trembling at the aged woman's revelations and tone, watching the other rhythmically rock her chair in tempo to her puffing at the pipe."Yes... that was his name then... and that's it.