Dinner was nice and the wine kept flowing but Ann can't hold her drink and soon became quite drunk, so much so that Dawn said that she would put her t...o bed. Dave and I kept drinking and sat watching a movie, after about 15 mins he said he was going to go and check if everything was OK. Being a bit naieve I just carried on watching the movie which was a bit of soft porn. After about another 10 mins I thought I would see how things were going as it was taking a long time to get her to bed. As I. Was this a line? Was I going to have to put my bitch face on?Holy shit, he was beautiful. Not handsome. Not a hunk. Beautiful. Jet black hair swept away from his face. His lashes were just as dark and longer than my own. They framed chocolate brown eyes that made several parts of me drool. His lips were full and kissable. I could imagine nibbling on him for hours.And that was before I looked down. Hard abs. Long legs. And I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts. Did it just. Sex between them was almost non-existent from June to August, and weekends were horrible. He brought his fishing gear to work with him and spent hours each evening standing hip deep in Ship Creek casting over and over. Early morning weekend sex--a mainstay during the long, dark winters--was a thing of the past. Saturdays meant up before what passed for dawn in Alaska, and out the door for hour after hour of floating this creek or that river. Home late smelling of algae and sweat and, damn it,. Ete opened up to sense the mood of his girls. Mostly they were saddened by the death of the mothers. Right now, they were talking to Phoebe like she was a long lost sister, which she was, mostly.