The Old Lady (Cont)
I find that my fantasy was not the only one So I’d been popping in every couple of weeks it suited both of us sometimes to much took to much out of her and obviously is was me wanted more. We were chatting one day over the proverbial cup of tea when I aske the obvious question why did she offer herself to me so easily She laughed did I think I was the only one with fantasies? She and a friend had this fantasy for a young man for ages but much much younger then I came along. “So I was second best” I grinned “Well I discussed it with Lilly when you made that first touch and she said give you a try” “and just what age was I second best to?” “well …