“You’re half right,” I said.“Yeah ... What?”“I’m looking forward to the smell of my hometown again,” I said.“Will there be a Christm...s tour at all?” Jennifer asked.“I’m not sure. I have been taking these kids away from their families a lot. They deserve some time together. What do you think, Stuart?”In a very good Peter O’Toole voice, “My Lord and King ... Have a talk with the parents, without the children. Get their honest opinions. If there is happiness in the home, there is happiness. Our chests were pretty strong too and we both had visible abdominal muscles poking from our stomach. We both had smooth bodies too, but when we pulled our underwear down that was obviously not totally true. Around our dicks we both had a patch of black hair the same color, but not as straight, as the hair on our heads. What do we do now? I asked. I had my arms folding because some wind was getting through the cracks of the tree house and making my nipples hard and body shiver. Start stroking. He stared down at her face, flushed with excitement. Her shaky fingers framed his face, while an even shakier smile trembled from her kiss-swollen lips. ‘Take me,’ she whispered. ‘I want to be there with you, everywhere you go. Anywhere.’ Jack was speechless. Their hands and lips made magic together. Now damp, with little limber motions, they explored each other. ‘Say it,’ he said, softly. ‘Tell me you love me.’ Georgia’s passion-filled eyes looked at him. ‘I love you.’ Her heat burned his. That I didn’t know how I felt about chasing a twenty something girl, and that I didn’t the idea of being a cliché.Meghan rolled off me and grabbed her phone. “Get the facts straight, this twenty something girl chased you. You can thank me later. Now, tell me what your plan is. I’ll type it and text it to you.” Her lips curled into a mischievous smile. “I’ll start you off. Top on the list, of course - Fuck Meghan a lot.”I laughed and replied, “I like my list already.”“Me too,” she smiled. “Your.