And you were sleeping just like the angle you are.” Mom said with a chuckle.Dad was looking at me with a weird smirk on his face, “Take off your t...op Sara.”I put my arms around my chest to somehow protect myself from what he somehow knew was under my blouse. “No Dad, don’t be ridiculous.”“Bob, what are you talking about?”“Sara, take off your fucking top, now.”With tears beginning to flow, I pulled it over my head, holding my arms over my bright red breast, but my dad’s glare caused me to drop my. Once they got to the other side, they’d be busy looking for a paddle to borrow. ‘Okay Sue, what number did I scratch in the dirt?’ Frank called out. ‘TWO. I’ll go with TWO,’ Sue replied. ‘Sally, what number? ‘SEVEN.’ ‘Okay turn around. The number is EIGHT. See right there. So, it looks like Sally and I are going for a paddle, in more ways than one.’ ‘Never mind the puns, brother. Get going, so you can get back before dark.’ As they cleared the shore, waving goodby, Frank took note of the few. So you like what you see?" I'll say!"Andrea had told her that Tony was the son of a long time client who expected to be entertained whenever he was in town. She had advised her niece that while he was vigorous in his lovemaking, he was, at heart, a nice guy, and therefore a good first client for Vickie."Care for something to drink?" he asked smiling, "or are you old enough?" I'm old enough for whatever you want," she responded."I'll just bet you are. How about that drink?" Sure, I'll have. Not popular with some but very popular with others.Hear-hear, I said to myself. „Statistics: Height, five feet eleven and a half inches... bust forty five inches... waist thirty five inches... hips forty eight inches.“There was some laughter, particularly from watching women guests, as well as some oo-ing and ah-ing. „A big, strong Pony,“ concluded the voice, „without pace, but with plenty of stamina“. The voice ceased. The Pony in question lumbered past me once more.„Would it be alright... I.