I told her to reach around me and hold on tight. She did. I was getting a hard on. I let my left arm rest on her leg, she was wearing shorts. I reac...ed down grabbing her ankle and moved her leg away from the pipe telling her to be careful. She was nervous, I could tell as she leaned up into me and talked and talked and talked -- nervous chatter. I relaxed and leaned back into her tits, I knew her nipples where hard against my back and I was hoping she was getting wet. I stopped for a minute. ‘You’re the new twenty,’ she said. ‘Susan’s just so strange dad. Walter needs to kick her to the curb and find a real woman.’ ‘What are your plans?’ Steve asked, changing the subject. ‘Well, I was going to head into town to do some shopping. I guess I can wait till the weekend.’ ‘We can go now, if you want. I’ll tag along and after you’re done we can meet up at the Gridiron,’ her father said. ‘I guess, though maybe my morning sickness will come back and…’ ‘Jamie Ann, you were not sick, so. Apparently the person who registered them had a sense of humor.’ ‘My name is Dillon, Dillon Sweet, but my friends call me Dill.’ ‘Dill Sweet,’ she replied, ‘what an appropriate name for a pickle lover.’ ‘Exactly.’ ‘Well I hope you enjoy your pickles and come back and see me. I’m here every Saturday morning.’ I did enjoy the pickles and I was there, bright and early, the following Saturday. As I approached her table she gave me a big smile and said, ‘Mr. Sweet, it’s nice to see you again. Did. But Roderick was in for a big surprise. He now turned his attention back to the girls and his mother sitting between them. They were so pretty and lively. He could imagine taking both of them together. The thought of it made him had a hard-on but he had to control the urge. After the circus was over he would dutifully send them home. The little money he and his mother had invested in now would be returned a hundred times, a thousand times more. Then he could do whatever he wanted. He would make.