“Yeah … sorry about” I looked down at my now quite hard cock, “him. He sometimes has a mind of his own. And well, let’s face it, you’re ...like the most beautiful girl he, well, I, have ever seen, so we can’t really blame him.”I loved the way her face flushed when I said that to her. “So, tell me,” I asked her, “why are you out camping at THIS time of year? You certainly don’t SEEM as crazy as me.”She giggled and I noted it was also a mirror image of her younger sisters giggle. “‘It’s ‘kinda. “I bet you would love those big German Shepherds fucking your ass, pussy and throat. I didn’t have a chance to answer Fred because he had pulled his jeans up, pulled his zipper up and walked toward the dining room door. “See you later bitch. I’m going to talk your stupid hubby into letting us sleep on your basement floor. Come down when you hear Paul come up to go to bed later.” Fred said just before he let the dining room door swing shut behind him.Two more black studs were soon pounding. . ?" When he only gave her a deer in the headlights look and made no response, she added, "Would it embarrass you that much to be seen drinking coffee with an old woman?" She was gambling that he possessed a sense of chivalry and was not ashamed of using it to her advantage.He blushed, "You're hardly what I would consider an old woman. I would be honored to have coffee with you. I'm Jacob Caulfield, but I answer to Jake. When would be convenient, Miz... ?"'Charming' she thought, nodding. It had been a completely spontaneous act.There was a ten minute wait for the next ferry that would ultimately take them to Granville Island, landing near the market. Jesse had been tongue-tied so far. He struggled for something reasonably intelligent to say.“My father learned to swim in the old Crystal Pool that was once on this site,” he began. “It was an old damp concrete building and possibly the only indoor swimming pool in the city. It’s long gone now, and this is four times the size of.