.. not exactly. She probably would be if the water was just a trifle deeper.We'd just come from a week of serious camping at the archaeological dig ...... setting up camp at the beach was a snap ... after we cleared it with the Federales.I took bids:Raise her, clean her, restore her.I met a lot of greedy people. The low bids had a contingency rider. Certain problems may arise. If so, the customer guarantees payment. That sort of thing.The higher bids didn't have rider clauses. I disappointed the. Biddle.” She laughed and it had a nice tinkle to it. “Don’t worry, and now if you have a pen and paper, I’ll give you the address.”The property was located in midtown, making it a highly desirable place to live for anyone working in the area. It meant skirting the clogged highways leading into Houston from the suburbs and in the terrific heat of the city that meant a lot.I drove past the apartments twice and then walked by sizing it up. I counted 55 units, but Mrs. Biddle had stated they had. I laid between her legs and started kissing her. My cock was resting on her pussy and dying to go in, but I wanted to taste her first. So I started kissing down her neck and then to her tits. I licked and kissed them all over, teasing her nipples as I did. They were hard and sticking out about an inch. I lightly bit one, and she arched her back then and moaned loud. She told me that when someone hits the right buttons on her, she gets real loud and talks dirty and hope it doesn’t offend me. I. ”Lynne chuckled and half-smiled, which encouraged Christine to say, “Who knows... Maybe you running away is exactly what they needed to make them work together. They might just realize that whatever they’re fighting about is pretty trivial compared to the important things.”“I doubt it. They already have lawyers and everything. Dad’s been staying in the spare room and eating take-out.”“Maybe that’s for the best.” Christine smiled and winked at her niece. “Feel better?”Again, Lynne.