It was empty, the huge amounts of souvenirs from trips now long gone, as well as all of the furniture. All that remained was a few shelves at the far ...nd, as well as the river rock fireplace. The picture window that dominated one side of the room was shrouded in fog, but if you looked hard enough, you could still make out the crashing waves below the garden.I stood there for a moment, remembering my discussions with my grandfather regarding history. I remembered the soft smell of burning pine. Be a sport and get one for your old man, too.”“Why do I make things harder on myself?” I laughed, shaking my head heading into the house to get us a couple of cold ones.“So how’s the week been?” he inquired, yelling through the screen door. “From your email on Monday, it sounded like your little adventure with the Mrs. paid off real nice for you.”My mind immediately raced back to my memorable morning session with Elisa in which we played out a VERY light version of a rape fantasy ... If you. “We only ask that if you smoke, please use the balcony. We will wake you up at 8 a.m. Do you have a preference for breakfast?” I ordered my fave -- croissant, real butter and coffee -- and he left. Opening the drawer, I found six tightly rolled pin joints and I laughed on my way to the balcony to light one up. The view was beautiful and after smoking ½ of the joint, I set up my tripod and started shooting. By 2 a.m. I was exhausted, so I went to bed. I was just finishing my breakfast on the. .My wife and i were on a weekend away when we had a drive around the local countryside, the weather was warm with little breeze, i was in shorts and t shirt my wife in a short thin cotton summer dress, while driving around i had the aircon on in the car which caused my wifes nipples to poke through the thin cotton. After a while we found a car park in the country near to some woods so we parked up and decided to take a walk. we locked the car looked at the map at the entrance to the woods and.