The young couple looked at each other, trying hard to communicate with their eyes. They wondered what they had gotten themselves into. Was this guy pl...ying with a full deck? Was this some sort of con to get them to stay? Gary looked back at the canoe wondering if they could reach it before this guy went crazy on them.The telephone rang. Stabbing it with a finger, Ed said, “Hello, John.”Somewhat irritated, John said, “What is it that couldn’t wait?”Ed said, “I believe that I have the next. That was when we encountered a glitch in communications. Gabby gave the boy some of the roasted venison, but the kid wouldn’t eat it. It didn’t make sense because the kid’s eyes had lit up when I’d pulled the remains of the meal out from under the tarp on my sled. Even the pup wanted some of the meat, but the boy wasn’t willing to even share with the pup. It didn’t make sense to me, or at least it didn’t for a minute or two. Then a light bulb came on, and I got it.“He’s not alone,” I told Gabby. I suggested she wear the outfit sheused to square dance in. She laughed remembering how Iliked to spin her and the skirt would sometimes flareout to waist level. Of course, she planned to wear thefrilly panties that went with the set. She just didn’tknow what my plans were. On Saturday morning I suggested going to the communitypool for a couple of hours. I fixed up a batch of pinacolatas to take with us liberally laced with vodka. Inthe couple of hours we were basking in the sun shedowned. How did you know? About me fucking Wendy on the beach I mean?" Terry asked, staring into his mother's glittering eyes."I don't think I'll tell you, darling!" She giggled. "A woman should keep some secrets from her lover... even when her lover is also her son!" But shit, Mom! I don't get it! You're so... so... wild! I mean... you're not like you were a couple of days ago!" Terry said."I suppose I have changed a bit, darling! Let's say that I've decided to exercise my... desires... and it just.