Nobody was ever around, except the construction crew, and they would be off work that day. The site had a nice picnic table for the construction crew ...to eat lunch, and I had told Vince about my hot fantasy involving him and that picnic table. Friday would be our day to turn my fantasy into unforgettable reality. We discussed all the details, and I had Vince go out there first, and I would give him time to prepare before I arrived. As arranged, when I got there, Vince was seated at the picnic. “Did you have fun today daddy?”I smiled down at her and laughed a little before saying, “What am I going to do with you baby? Huh? Hahaha.”As I drove back towards her house she looked at me. “Where do you think you’re going?”Confused I just look at her as she runs her hands along the inside of my jacket and up my shirt, running her fingers over my six-pack. “I thought I was taking you home…aren’t I supposed to take you home?”She smiled and shook her head while biting her lip. “Na uh. I’ve got. . well he did and there was the leak so the plumber tells me he will have to replace the goose-neck which has rotted out but he has to go to the plumbing supply to get a new one he will be back...meanwhile he tells Lars to remove the old one while he's gone so Lars climbs up the ladder and is working up there with a wrench I am looking up at the hole his head is stuck up in and when I look down my face is right in his crotch I can see his bulge inside his coveralls and get curious so I figured. It had been months since she had had a date and that had been a minor disaster. She gasped and almost jumped in her seat as the man placed his hand on her knee. “Do you need a drink, Mary?“Oh, yes!...please,” she said, “And my name is Marie, by the way.”“I expected that...there is a beer in the glove compartment…She was not a beer drinker, but she could not really be picky. She got the beer out, a ½ litre can of some kind of strong export beer that she didn´t knew. She opened it but waited.