"Now come on let's get out to that deck and start talking. We need to figure this out before the two of you do something even stupider. And I like my ...eer cold. You'd probably better bring two of them. This has all the makings of a two beer conversation."As we walked through the house, he looked around and smiled as he noticed things. I noted that he seemed to know the story behind some of the things that Sarah and I'd picked up in our travels. My rack of swords and weapons of all kinds didn't. By the time Jo-Anne caught up we were right in the middle between the green and the yellow chute openings.“I’m not sure I can do this!”“Sure, you can I’ll be right behind you”“Come on mommy.”Ron shouted trying to pull me the last couple of steps, his little face showing the amount of excitement he anticipated on going down the longer yellow chute. Jo-Anne smiled again and taking her sons hand we headed up to the yellow chute opening. Once again young Ron was between his moms’ legs whilst she. Kelley untangled her legs from mine, and slowly sat up. She was covered with sweat, her hair was matted, and she looked tired, like she would fall asleep soon.I rolled onto my back and beckoned for her to join me. "Come here."She looked at me, squinting, like she was having trouble focusing. "That was ... you were ... a mad man," she whispered in a soft raspy voice."You seemed to enjoy it."Her lips curled into a sexy grin. "Hmmm." Come here," I repeated.She shook her head. "You're sweaty. I am. It was Saturday morning, and I was waiting for the massage professional to arrive. It was 9 am in morning. I got a call from him that he had arrived at the location. I called up my security person and instructed him to allow him in and send him to my flat.A few minutes later, I heard my doorbell ring. Finally, when I had opened the door, he was there standing tall, nearly my height, an inch shorter maybe, with a good smile and greeted me with a good gesture as the professionals would do. I let.