We rested awhile, lying in the soft grass under a warm spring sun. It was my idea of a perfect place to fuck. I imagined how going to this place as a ...teen would have made me grow up a very different person.Soon, we started the walk back toward camp. We stopped several times, and Max pointed out some of the interesting flowers and trees around us. At one stop, Max turned to face the side of the trail and started to pee into a bush. He held his cock casually in one hand and just let it flow.“I. It was not a brush off, not exactly, yet it was a zero-response that said essentially ‘Thank you, but no thank you.’ Nor would she deign to offer any more of herself that I could in any way interpret as suggestive of the slightest interest on her part in continuing. There was nothing more, it seemed, that I could do or say. I told myself to retain my composure and remain a gentleman and not push any more. That left little else but to withdraw. No man feels vanquished on the field of endeavor. With that I headed to the kitchen.Shortly after I had fried up some bacon I heard Al's van pull into the drive way. I walked out back and around the house and singled for him to come around back. I thanked him for coming to help me. He said no biggie and that he had nothing else to do.We got started and after about 4 hours the project was done except for some cosmetic touches. I asked Al if he wanted something to drink. He said sure and he said he would load his tools and be right back. I. She really liked this bloke and his youthful enthusiasm, not to mention the awesome sex. Was that going to be enough for them to forge a life together? She didn’t know. However, she would have to try to make it work. She was stuck with him now and had to make the best of it if she was to have some happiness.Marty listened attentively as Mary explained what she had done. He asked a lot of questions as he took some notes. Mary logged him into her server and gave him access to selected files. She.