I went up to their room, found the scarves where Harold told me he put them. I proceeded to tie a scarf to the chair legs and beside the seat and tuck...ed one under. The bed was next, one to each corner of the bed and one under the pillow. I took a good look around making sure all were concealed and everything was tidy. I peeked in the wardrobe, wow, some sexy clothes. I shut the door and went to the bar, another pint, I was shaking a bit, thinking of what I was going to do tonight.Harold popped. And lonely too. A week in a canoe with the water, wild life and no electrical gadgets slows down your life. The background noise of life starts to drop off and you even get to hear what’s going on inside of you. I felt like I returned from a pilgrimage. It took about 15 minutes to finish the beer and the brat when Terry whisked Bill off to the shower. I yelled out that scotch bright pads with comet will do wonders. He didn’t hear me, but Terry replied something about steel wool, sandpaper and. " She smiled up at him. "Thank you, Sir," she said, and lifted her head to take his sloppy semi-hard cock into her mouth and suckle him clean with tired and spent enthusiasm. He stroked her hair through her ministrations, soothing her with soft admiration. Mr. Monroe, dressed now, walked over to Luke and stood in front of him. He took in the dropped notebook and pen. Ashamed at his exposure in front of this man he scurried to tuck himself away, zipping up his pants while remaining seated,. Finally, I want to thank the many fans who have offered comments and support. Your words have helped to inspire me to continue with my sordid tales in spite of a lack of time and sleep. I hope you all find this worth the read. Thank you all.The Family Pet –The O’Connell ChroniclesPrologueThey made love. It was long and sensual, soft but forceful. His thick, muscular body pushing down on top of her petit frame, forcing her to endure his penetration regardless of any want she might have. But she.