I got on the speaker and said, "Hello, we are not a threat, please don't shoot, would it be all right if I landed and we talked a bit?"The man went in... the house and came back out without the rifle and waved us over to an open field. We moved over to the field and landed, after shutting down we all got out. I walked over to the house and shook hands with the man and his family."How you all doing, my name is Justin Lake," I said."Howdy my name is Mark Fitz. This is my wife Sheila and my daughter. “What are you contemplating today, Radu?” Vondi smiled.“How much fun it would be to be a wandering minstrel,” Radu replied with a wide smile. “Think about it – going from tavern to tavern, people showering me with coin as I sing for them. That’s the life for me.”“You’d starve,” Vondi said flatly, though a slight smile took the sting from her words. “I’ve heard you sing – you can’t carry a tune in a bucket.”“Well, there is that,” Radu admitted. “I’m sure with practice, I’d get better.”“Before. I tell her she has one more hole that needs fucking. She nods and points to her nightstand. I open it and find some lube. I ask if she's been fucked in the ass before. She says no so be gentle. I apply lube to my cock and move her so she's bent over the edge of the bed.I spread her asscheeks wide and slowly make my way inside her anus. She squeals. She wasn't lying, her asshole is tight. I thrust slowly as she clutches the bed sheets. I ask if she's enjoying it. She grunts. I ask again, and she. Doug had crews working on the house around the clock. He was also sleeping at the house site, and I discovered he had been since March first. This was one dedicated man.As the inside of the house took shape, Doug had some of the finish landscaping done outside, specifically concrete paths around the house, sod, and some of the shrubbery. The spring rains nicely cooperated and kept everything lush and taking root.I was back and forth to Europe a few times, even seeing Brita and Nils about once.