Her sister spoked little English.One afternoon I came home from work and her sister was in the shower with the door open, the shower curtain was clear... (see through); when I glanced in she was washing her hair and I had time to take a good look at her nice body. Her tits wasn’t only bigger but her nipples were huge and a pretty pink color. I stared as long as I possibly could, and found myself getting hard as hell. As she was getting out of the shower I made sure that she saw me walking by; she. He hadn’t moved; so her face was only inches away from his own. He, or rather his brain, was processing every micro-expression and subtle gesture she made while she spoke. “Thank you”, he said softly, “few people are brave enough to apologize like that.”Michael’s heart was beating faster and faster as his mind raced ahead of him and directed his body to do everything possible to bed this woman before him. Everything was happening a bit too quickly. He said something and she giggled and inched. ." and her phone went crashing to the ground. The next voice I heard was a man. "Mr. #%&$ ? This is Officer Campo with the (local) police dept. We have your mother here and she intoxicated. We need for you to come pick her up.". "She wasn't driving, was she?". I asked. "No, but I found her trying unlock her car door. I brought her in for her protection. There are no charges, but we'd like for her to go home and not spend the night in jail," the officer said."No problem, I'll be there. I suggested to them that the trail where the desert and the mountain forest met would be a good place to start. After coffee for Lucy and me and chocolate for Jamie I volunteered to be their guide that day and it soon became clear to me that was exactly what they had hoped I would do. I was very flattered. While Jamie and I looked at my morning photos Lucy took five minutes to go get Jamie’s car seat and their backpacks. Over the next week we explored trails together every day. I taught them.