Lana and I had been married for twenty years and she was the light of my life. She had only one fault as far as I was concerned; she was a cock teaser.... She had a great body that she kept nice and tight with daily workouts in the home gym she had set up in our basement. At five two, one hundred pounds, and with a set of hooters that stretched the tape at 38 D, she was a walking wet dream and she knew it. She was proud of her tits and did several exercises that had no other purpose than to keep. Uncle Pete doesn’t put up with abuse.”He dialed Uncle Pete’s office, “Miz Hopkins, if Uncle Pete isn’t busy, we’re gonna head over with his new employee. Okay, see y’all in about half an hour? All right?”Bobby went to the key rack and pulled off a set, handed them to Melba, and told her, “For now, drive Dad’s pickup. We’ll run over and get your stuff after we see Uncle Pete. Then, sell that beater you’ve been drivin’ and drive Mom’s SUV until Susan gets her license. I’m takin’ the pickup once I. .." she answered and smiled slyly. I took the knife from her hand and made her turn around. I put my arms round her waist and she put her arms around my neck. She looked into my eyes."After... lunch... shall we?" Shall we what?" I probed, wanting to be sure we were talking about the same thing."You want to do it in my bottom, don't you?" I hand slithered my hand down between her ass cheeks, my middle finger touching her butt hole and then with a gentle thrust I inserted it up to the first. .June 9, 1884Barclay is sure we've found the right valley. We found a small trailleading down from the track into a narrows sloping dell. At thebottom, we crossed a small stream and followed the trail back up theother side. As we approached a clearing near the west side cliffs, itstarted to rain and we barely got our tents up and our goods undercover before a downpour began. Barclay believes that the stream willbe swollen at least until morning, and I agree.Not long ago the rain started.