`` she 's bent over the bed changing the sheets cause of the mess we 'd made and from behind i see her perfect woman rear and her sweet salty hole and then from the side against the low lamp i could see through her nightgown , one of juan 's old cotton t-shirts , and see her brown breasts hanging down like soft-tipped pears and i wanted to plug in behind her and reach around and feel the weight of her breasts in my hands again and manipulate her swollen nipples between my fingers just one more time . ''