We spun the sail out running west and south for a few minutes getting our lines set, and then dad turned us north, heading for the north finger of New... Melones Lake. The mid-summer sun was high enough in the sky to keep the breeze from seeming chilly, but as we headed deeper into the northern cut we would pass through the shade of the mountains to the east. We were in the heart of the Sierra Madres after all, and the altitude, the frequent shade and the nice speed of the little 17' O'Day. " Maurie?" Oh yes, Maurie. He hates all of us. He won't be around much longer, though. Bolton told me he defaulted on a loan. The Bank will take over soon."Now that was a juicy piece of gossip! Rose could not help feeling a certain glee. She suppressed a smug grin and refocussed on Jim's proposal."What about the running costs for such a shelter?" The Mayor has promised some money, to help get these people off his streets. That should pay the rent. I talked to Ned; he and I will foot the bills. “Needs fresh paint anyway.”“Alright then, what’s next?”“Lunch.” Grandpa said instantly. “I’ll tell grandma we’re going to the cafe.”“I don’t know where you put all that, but I guess you’re growing pretty fast,” grandpa drawled pointedly. I had just polished off a two-egg and chicken fried steak platter with gravy, hashbrowns and toast.“Growing boy,” I patted my stomach with a wide grin.Grandpa got a good belly laugh out of that.“Say, you have a license or permit of some sort so you can drive. My heart is racing, my blood boiling. I can feel every part of your pussy with crystal clarity - and then you rise again, my dick slipping out of you, and I almost roar with frustration.Not for long, though. You drop to your hands and knees, your ass raised high. "Fuck my ass, you bastard." Your voice is thick with lust. "Ram that fat cock up my asshole and make it hurt." You spit out the last words. "DO IT!"I kneel behind you. I'm hard as never before, a full nine inches and correspondingly.