A pretty thing, too, and very well dressed, all the latest gowns, petticoats and fancy hat, lots of jewelry, most of it stolen I'd venture." So?" So, ...er husband is often away, in Hackensack or New York, and a lonely woman should be an easy target for you, you oversized cocksman with the inquisitive mind." Madam," I said in trembling, make-believe horror. "Me? You injure me." Aye," said she, "but enough of that for now." Time for another riding lesson?" I suggested, well past tumescent, saddle. "Dad surprised me when he replied, "I think I want to call you Pamela. You're just too elegant for a Pam."Aaaaa that dirty old man was starting to emerge.Pam's face lit up in a flash. "Tom, why don't you have the charm of your dad?" She hugged him once again, kissed him on the cheek and whispered something in his ear that I couldn't hear. Dad roared with laughter. It became their little secret. The only clue was from that moment on, she called him James and he called her Pamela.Mom glanced at. "John, close your mouth, you'll get flies." Becky said."So you like your mom's suit John. Come over here and put some lotion on your mom before she burns those pale cheeks. And Becky would you mind doing my lotion for me." Sue said.I lay on my stomach while John started in on my shoulders. After working on Kristi he was definitely over any shyness he had before with her. He covered the sides of my breasts with lotion almost down to my nipples. I all fairness to him the suit didn't cover much. He will be there in one hour.“So, what are you doing the rest of the night, Max?” Hannah said.“Nothing much,” he said. “Rest up for tomorrow, I guess.”“That doesn’t sound right. You shouldn’t be all alone on the night before your wedding.”“It’s no biggie.”“Look. Why don’t you come over to the house? We can have a nightcap, talk, relax.”Max was glad she had offered. The ceremony wasn’t till late afternoon the next day, so he didn’t have to be up at the crack of dawn or anything. Why not?“Sure,”.