He'd already started fooling around with his guitar, the chords tinny and inept."Am I getting any better?" he asked."A little," she said. "It takes ti...me and practice, Jack. Drink your drink, honey."He gulped half his drink down, feeling awkward. She'd never called him honey before. And she was actually staring at his hard-on with some of the hungriest eyes he'd ever seen in his life. For the first time it occurred to Jack that she'd turned herself into a sexy, mouth-watering bombshell just for. His hips came off the bed as the pleasure was almost more than he could take."You better not move too much or you'll pull out your stitches. I'd like to see you explain that to the doctor."He heard her softly chuckle at the idea of that meeting. Although the thought was amusing, he couldn't concentrate on anything except her delicate touches. He felt her fingernail softly trail around the head of his penis. It was an unusual sensation. He couldn't remember a woman touching him quite like that.. Next came her shoes, then her socks. You licked your lips in anticipation as she started to undo her blouse; you'd already seen her assets, of course, round at Mrs D's but that had been on a television monitor; seeing her naked in the flesh, ah, that was going to be a different matter indeed and your cock was already stiffening at the thought. Mary peeled the white blouse off and you gazed at her podgy body and the large, old fashioned bra that she wore. Clearly very conscious of you watching. She sat us down and explained what had happened. To say that we wereterrified and distressed is an understatement. She sat between us andcuddled us but we were inconsolable. Gently, with Concita's help, shegot us dressed in coats and shoes and ushered us out of the house. Thenhand in hand she led us up the lane to her house where we have been eversince.Oh, she tried to find close relatives to take care of us but there wasno one. She employed private detectives who found cousins but none ofthem.