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"Don't be silly," she said as she took his hand. "Come inside and we'll talk about it over a nice cold glass of lemonade." John followed her blindly. He didn't even hear her words as they walked into the house and she sat him down on the sofa. His eyes were in a direct line with those melons of his dreams as she bent over to ask him what he wanted to drink. "John?" "John?" Mrs. Adams reached out and stroked his cheek. With one hand on her knee and the other reaching up to stroke his check John could almost see right inside her blouse. He could see the flesh of those golden mammaries. He realized he saw no tan line. Did Mrs. Adams lay out topless to sun??!! John would have to find out. "JOHN!?" Mrs. Adams said again louder.
