What about someplace that wasn't so well organized? Possibly Mexico or maybe Brazil.Dale was quite fluent in Spanish and thought that this just might ...be the ticket. He could keep the house in Winnemucca and buy some land under another name, or better still find some beautiful and wealthy heiress and leave the land in her name.He thought quite a bit more about what it would take to keep him safe and made many notes on his PC. Using the Internet he searched out a great deal of information. He. I smiled nodding but at the same time I parted my legs giving him a damn clear flash of my fully waxed, bare pussy without his wife knowing or noticing it, I noticed his lower jaw dropping almost to the floor with his eyes fixated between my legs, while his wife was teasing his hard cock over his jeans.A couple of minutes later his wife excused herself to go to the ladies room, she took a while, the man got closer saying to David, the bartender “your friend here got some real breath taking. She was obviously happy with the direction her thoughts were taking her with this golf academy idea. I still liked the idea of being able to play on a course where nobody else could slow you down or bother you. The way she was describing things, we'd be lucky to get any good golfing in ourselves. It was her land and her money, so I figured she could do what she wanted to with it. I was a little disappointed though."Do you think it will be as good a course as this one is?" A more difficult. Jerry was saying over and over again I am sorry, I am sorry are you okay? I was now lying on my back with my eyes closed still in some pain that was slowly subsiding. Are you all right he kept asked? I am so sorry; Jerry was worried what he had done to hurt me.The pain had subsided, and I was able to talk Jerry asked me to turn over so he could take a look to see if there was any damage or marks. He was looking while still apologizing and saying I do not see anything wrong. All I could think.