Dawn and Jessica continued to ooh and ah at the various photos. Some were from George's various Cub scouting trips with his dad, some were from the v...cations the young family had made together, a few from family outings with other relatives. The last photo in the album was of Henry and George side by side next to a large pool. George had just taken the gold in a regional swim meet, and Henry was hugging him tightly. His smile was huge and bright. It was so infectious that people had. To the right and left, in the middle of each wall, a tall and narrow Gothic window looked out upon a closed corridor which pursued the windings of the suite. These windows were of stained glass whose color varied in accordance with the prevailing hue of the decorations of the chamber into which it opened. That at the eastern extremity was hung, for example, in blue --and vividly blue were its windows. The second chamber was purple in its ornaments and tapestries, and here the panes were purple.. Now hold still. She was attaching something to the end of the sheath holding my cock. It felt cold then wet. Now hold still. What was that I asked. Just some lubricant. Then she took what ever was on the end of the sheath off and put something else on. Finally she said, now we are ready. I started it real slow. You will feel a pulling and pushing. Just relax. I'm told it's really mind blowing, but you have to grow used to it. She flipped some switch as I peeked around my ass which was still. Turns out he’s been swinging for the fences since he was just a wee lad.”“So why didn’t you ever ask her out?” Katelyn wondered. The girl was almost as tall as Katelyn – who was only an inch or two shorter than Phil’s six-foot frame.“We moved,” Phil said. “I was just hitting dating age when Mom took over Barton. We left Cutter’s Crossing just before I turned 13.”Bob was sitting quietly but suddenly felt four sets of eyes on him.“Why didn’t she speak to you if you’re both from there?” Katelyn.