She had more enthusiasm than me as she opened her mouth to got the last of my stream in and swallowed. “Ok, its shower time” she announced and tur...ed on the taps. Standing with me, she soaped us both up until I had regained my erection. “Time for sex now sweetheart” she announced. Who was I to argue!I was thankful that she cleaned her teeth before joining me on the bed as I wasn’t sure that I would enjoy a bitter urine tasting kiss. We cuddled together and she started to scratch her long. Sunrise flapped her wings. Florida's unique nudist culture was not obvious--children and adults both were more shocked by Hank communicating with a flamingo in its own language than by Hank's nudity."I don't believe it," a woman said. "You aren't talking to those creatures, are you?" Doctor Dalton's accent is atrocious," Pinky said as Hank picked up a device off the table and approached Pinky. "I assure you, Hank talks to all sorts of creatures. Sometimes animals understand them and Hank. "No you don't, and I'd bet your counselor wouldn't approve, but I won't argue with you about it. How've you been doing otherwise?"She was a little taken aback by my blunt comment, but she let it pass. "I'm doing very well, thank you. How's the redo on your house coming along? I'm very anxious to see the finished product." It's moving right along; we're almost done on the inside except for refinishing the oak floors. I'm going to hold off painting the outside until next spring."Her brow. "Patty, I think you also like, or need... a lot of... reassurance... sometimes... about our relationship. You wish we could be together more."There was another long silence. It made her sound like an insecure ninny, and she started to object. Then she thought of how the daily interaction with Van had slowly turned her head around. "Yes," she finally said softly."You know that won't really be possible until next school year?"Patty began to panic. Bobby was leading her into a box that she didn't.