Mary clung to me. "I don't want to leave," she said. "At the same time, my heart aches to be with Little Bundle again." I know. I miss her, too," I sa...d."How old is she?" Deanna asked."Almost 14 months," Mary replied. "She's very active." Well, hell," Deanna said, "baby-proof the boat. Keeping her below deck would be a snap." I don't know. She's a little behind development-wise, but she's catching up fast. She takes steps alone now, and she's a climber." Mary laughed. "She's started to assert. I'll get out there cut back west toward Upton. I'll call you where to pick me up, probably at the store in Upton or closer to Pineview." He gave his mother a hug and headed for the kitchen.Rachel followed along behind and marveled how much Mark was like his father. Again, she thought of the wonderful man she had married and wondered why he had to die. Faulty brakes on a wet street and he was gone in a split second."You're thinking of Dad again," Mark told her.No matter how many times he did his. Like it or not, I was utterly caught out quite obviously staring at her. My heart skipped a beat as she smiled at me. All I could do was turn bright red and attempt to smile back before she was gone in the direction of the checkouts, probably without a second thought to the girl she had caught checking her out. The first visit to my aisles by the mystery blonde was normal. I put the second visit down to sheer co-incidence. When she walked in again on day three and started looking at the cooked. "Did she really say that, I thought. Fucking all five of these hot older girls? Would they really let me do it? Five of them? And, man, they're all beautiful.I kept fucking Denise as the others watched and before long, she began to moan some as I went in and out."Mmm, mmm, uuuh," she said softly, then, "Oh, oh, yes, omigod, oh, David, just like that, don't stop, I'm ... uh, UUH, UUH, uh," she cried out as I felt her tighten over and over around my dick as she jerked and shook while I watched in.