One day -- it being too early in the spring to plant, and yet pleasant enough to tarry out of doors -- Carlo was sitting on a stool outside his little... shack, watching the clouds roll past the small opening in the trees that surrounded him, when a bit of movement captured his eye, and he, looking at it, rubbed them for a moment. An angel! Or so it appeared, for as the vision drew nearer he could see that it had something of the manner of a human, in a robe, but truly there were wings, for it was. Though he was very successful he was very strict with his moral code , locking down all portals or computers, so there was no way to view anything perverse. He also had a slightly older, and very attractive daughter Sara , whom despised Randy and his mother. He was 18 and she was 21; she just staring out as a temp for an office building her father encouraged.Without any friends to confine too and ask questions or hear stories of their conquests , let alone no internet access. Randy never full. She looked cute, about my height with shoulder length blond hair, wearing white painter's pants and a baby blue sweater. I didn't recognize her and I wondered how she knew Kyle. Behind the girl stood another one, taller than her friend with really pale skin and dark eyes. Her hair was long and black and wavy, curling at the ends. They stood there watching us and it was kind of bad for Kyle's concentration, I think."This is my friend, Julie," Denise finally said half a minute later. "She goes to. Please tell me your idea!"I could sense Rob was really hot now and I started to explain my wicked idea."I want you to drive down here tomorrow evening. I will leave a key to my room for you at reception. At around 9:00PM go to the bar and wait there. I will come to the bar with John, or if he's not interested, I will hang around there in case any of the other guys want to pick me up. The most important thing is for you not to let anyone know that you're my husband. I would love you to be here.