As is usually the case with young children, we put our differences aside and became fast friends. Instead of fighting all the time, we’d spend a lot...of time playing kids games. Aapa was particularly fond of playing husband and wife. After school we’d come home and she would pretend to cook dinner while I pretended to do odd jobs around the house, thus imitating mamu and mami in domesticity, but it was after lights out that the real playing started. Aapa always made sure that everyone thought we. He did ask what time he should come down to the back room since he knew that I would need some time past closing to get ready. I told him that five thirty would be okay since I close up at five and that he should just knock on the backroom door around then.He did have a little grin as he turned to leave and that’s when I told him not to forget to bring that big hard cock of his too. His grin turned maniacal again as he starting strutting to the back door.Tuesday morning came and I got up a. Anyway, Kevin dragged me away to one of those private rooms where we hooked up with another couple and we were occupied for the next hour or so. In fact, I didn't even get to meet Alex until the next day because Dickey dragged her off for an encore at his place. He can be a greedy little boy at times, don't you think?"As Bridget finally paused to take a breath, I jumped in."Bridget, you're talking without commas again," I laughed.Ellen, who looked a little glassy eyed following the verbal. "They have big plans to develop it someday, and are waiting for the value of the land to rise."Beyond the thin line of woods was pasture. There was a big oak tree that shaded the ground in a thirty foot circle."Phillip brought me here one time to show me how much money he'll make when they develop this land," she said. "I saw the tree, and wanted to come back for a picnic. Somehow, it never happened." Too bad," said Jeff, looking at her. "It's a nice place for a picnic." Nice enough for a.