With all of the trees marked and enough rock to make a couple of little dams, I had John use the backhoe to begin making some wide holes or ponds that... would be in front of the rock dams we would build. I marked enough tall slim trees to use as posts to hold the logs that would provide additional protection from future washing.By noon, the trees had been cut, root balls relocated, the little dams constructed, and the log wall was in place. Jet and John were able to come up with enough dirt and. DADDY: Good girl. Daddy will get you more drunk.LOLA: Yes, my daddy--------------------------------------------------------The Uber driver pulls up a short time later. As I get in, he turns around to look at me and notices my ripped pantyhose.--------------------------------------------------------UBER DRIVER: Are you ok?LOLA: Yes, daddyUBER DRIVER: Daddy?LOLA: Oh, sorry. Just so used to saying daddy to all the men I meet.UBER DRIVER: Oh, if you don't mind me asking, as you a working girl?LOLA:. "I'll talk to your father about that. Perhaps, we can help you get laid," she said with a sexy laugh. "Do you feel the difference? How does that feel, Brett? Doesn't that feel good?"She smiled at her son as if she was asking him about the fit of a suit or the comfort of shoes he was buying.'What? Huh? She's going to talk to my father about getting me laid? How embarrassing is that,' thought Brett.No longer thinking about her talking to his father to get him laid, he watched his mother stroke. My mind continued to wander through a variety of possible fantasies and with each new mental image, I wondered if this was the pleasure that awaited.I heard footsteps up the stairs. They they approached the bed. I felt those wonderful lips of my wife meet mine. A long hot passionate kiss. Our tongues danced and then she released and began to kiss my cheeks, my chin, my neck, my shoulders. A tender open palm slide up and down my chest pausing to tease my nipples. Then I felt her lips near my.