One arm across my back would press me tohim, hold me as my knees melted for a moment, hold me as I tumbledbackwards, carrying him with me to the sofa....A little half twist so we both would fit, my back pressed to the softback of the sofa, my hand sliding down to the bulge of trousers where heis straining toward me.Rubbing, feeling an arc of solid need, his need, bulging beneath theslight roughness of cloth, sliding layers of cloth. Beneath the pressingof my palm, his wool trousers slipping over. I had been tapering my breast feeding with my nearly one year old daughter and granddaughter as they grew older and would soon be busy with my newest babies. I had turned 50 years old nearly a year ago and here I was, pregnant with three more c***dren, for a total of 9 k**s in my lifetime. I had become pregnant on numerous occasions, when I was hooking as a younger girl, and had given birth to 5 c***dren before I had turned thirty. Even though some of them were born illegitimately, to a handful. . boys and their toys and all that."Sandy was having just a little too much fun with this, so I decided to step carefully before I made an even bigger fool of myself."Sandy? Do you already know the best way to handle this without involving your employees and the Army?" I asked."It's simple, really. We'll just put the lift forks on the front of the tractor. I'm sure the stuff is in crates or on pallets."It was too simple. I should have thought of it."C'mon. Let's get down there," I told. " But with a hottie like Jade in our midsts,I dont think Marsh or Matt or I really cared.It seemed to be an unspoken consent that fishing was not as important to us with the things that were going on,although our original intent was to fish.Good thing Jad went along.Jade was getting one of her fantaises fullfilled,to be the center of sexual attention to a small group of men, and we were all the better off for it.Jade suggested we "hang out with her" today,going to the gift shops and just.