Ganz ohne ihre Ehefrauen, die machen immer zur selben Zeit Shoppingurlaube, da sie dem Angeln nichts abgewinnen können. Am Tag ihrer Ankunft dachte M...ia erst es handelte sich um ein älteres schwules Ehepaar. Ein Glück, dass sie die Wahrheit erfahren hatte bevor es zu peinlichen Situationen gekommen ist.Eine Bewegung am Fenster des benachbarten Wohnmobils riss sie aus ihren Gedanken. Sie strengte ihre Augen an, aber trotz ihrer mittlerweile guten Nachtsicht und dem hellen Mond dauerte es eine. After two short blasts he opened the door and hastily stepped out of the way as Max tore down the aisle, leaping up onto the stage where he stopped quickly at my side.“Yes, my best partner for the past six years is my dog, Max. Actually, his name is Maximilian von something that I can never remember. Max is smarter than a lot of the people I’ve met during that time and as you can see he’s looking around the room for my wife, Lucy.” I bent at the waist and pointed to her. Lucy waved and Max. She showed me my "bedroom" which was actually a small suite with a bedroom, a dressing room and its own bath. This was even better than my stupid condo on the seventh floor back home. I thought of Marcie and my messed-up place wondering if she had taken it on herself to clean it up. I was willing to bet she had already done it but wouldn't mention a word to me until I saw it myself. I pictured her going through my drawers fingering every piece of my silk French undies and inhaling them to see. She greets Eric with a quick kiss on the lips and then she greets me , Eric then says I have a small gift for you here she says Ok in a minute Im going up to change and freshen up he says well then take it with you up to the room there are instructions in there too Marie graciously thanks him, I hand her a key and up she goes to the room returning after a while I noticed she had changed her blouse but was still wearing her skirt though different shoes some a****l print heels and fishnet.