I called the desk and asked them when the shopper would go out for me and would groceries be there on my return Tuesday. The clerk was a pleasant woma...n who said her son, a student at Ohio State would probably take care of it in the morning. He worked part time at the Inn doing odd jobs and she was pretty sure Tuesday a.m. was one of his days on as she checked the work chart while stalling."Yes, he drives the shuttle to the airport in the morning and then does any house shopping." She assured. The cast were now familiar with their parts and their lines and gave a faultless performance. Clearly some of the male cast members had been warned off and were a little more circumspect in their encounters with Sylvie. Again it came to the final scene and there was a sense of anticipation amongst the audience. Sylvie and her guy entered and performed as before but, it seemed, at greater length and with even more enthusiasm for their roles. It came to the undressing bit at last and Sylvie. He never did in his wife’s mouth. Could he do that now? Would she be mad at him? She said he had to force her.“Yessss,” he said, “I’m fucking your mouth.”He never had this thought before, but it felt so naughty and so exciting. She moved her hands on his balls. That was it, he was going to cum in her mouth.“Yesss. I’m coming in your mouth now,” he said. She moaned.He pushed his hips toward her mouth, holding her head in place, in case she changed her mind, and groaning, he came. He felt her. " The intonations of her voice told me, that a visit would result in both of us 'having' each other again. She splashed me, grabbed up her swimsuit and quickly made her way to the shelf she had been sitting on, and disappeared into the thicket.----------"Dad, you sneaky bugger you. All this time hearing you talk about Widow Johnson and 'Alex' letting me think it was a man. I happened to run into her while I was blazing trails on the new property." Ah, I see, well…," he began to say something,.