I made up some fried potatoes for breakfast. The little pats of single-serving butter were still edible so I had potatoes with butter. I slept under a... poncho liner from my pack. They had comfy couches, I'll give you that. Still, I had leg cramps throughout my sleep--strong enough to wake me up and make me walk them off. I hadn't been on a bicycle in a long time...After I'd slept out I used the toilet, re-dressed and started exploring to find my propane-fired holy grail.The whole place had. Long limbs and slender body, a cheerleader, no less, with darkly tanned skin and black hair dyed with streaks of blonde. Exotic and stunning was what she was, with her B cup breasts and smooth, supple skin. I admired her beauty and I loved her as my daughter. I loved her intensely, and she returned my affection by the ton. I just didn’t realize that I wanted to fuck her until the day I did it. I had thought of my daughter as being virginal, even though I should have known she wasn’t. She. ."He had stopped, dead in his sentence. "Cane," he finished softly.I stopped.He stared at my leg. He reached out and grabbed the cane. "Walk toward me," he commanded.I complied."Old war wound?" he asked, looking me in the eyes."Football," I replied, and told him the story.A smile spread across his face. "Drop your trousers," he said, gleefully."What?" I demanded."You heard me!" he said, sharply, a laugh in his voice. "Drop 'em!"I looked at him for a moment, then unbuckled my belt and dropped my. I could see she was unsure about how we were going to start things off, so I started to kiss her and gestured for her to come and sit on my lap, on the sofa. She did so and we kissed some more, my hands stroking her arms and neck. After leaving us a while Rob slowly joined his hand to things and stroked her thigh. I moved Diana off my thigh and she sat on the sofa between Rob and me. I kissed her again and Rob began kissing her neck and shoulders. Diana moved a hand onto each of our thighs and.