He looked down, precum was drooling fromthe little slit in his cock-head. She peeled the other bra strap off her shoulder andslowly bared the other ...reast. The bra slipped to herwaist, she was suddenly, deliciously, topless. Sheshook her shoulders and her breasts jostled and swung,big and heavy and beautiful. Paul couldn’t take hiseyes off them. She was like one of those porn starsbut she was there, close and so very real. Marsha reached out and took his hand and pulledgently. He slid off the. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape. More

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