It wasn't a big house, just two bedrooms but it was all paid for and now all mine. Most of the contents could be dumped and this I did just as soon as...I moved in. At last everything was done and I could enjoy the fruits of my labours. The only thing left was the attic. The very last thing down was a medium sized locked suitcase covered in years of dust. I had no key so I broke the lock.The first thing I pulled out was a diary of my late granny, not a day by day thing but written in over a. Pallavi was damn happy after hearing this. I expected some proposal but she surprised me by asking, “Can we play truth or dare, babe?”I was shocked but said, “Yes behen.”Then she started her questions and with each question, I understood her motive toward me. But still, I kept silent and behaved like a nerd for some time. My friend got irritated and asked me straight away, “What about friends with benefits?”I was stunned by her question. However, I said “Yes” without any further thinking.Then. Right then, as Beth’s face is dripping with my hot seed, she exploded in a massive, strong orgasm. We both looked down at her convulsing pussy as she squirted all over the seat and into the bowl and onto my thighsThe balance of our week was spent running errands and stocking up and gathering all the camping gear. Friday would come soon enough and wanted to make sure we had everything we could possibly need. Beth even got her 1st trout license. She’s officially an Oregonian now. And Friday. Big old twin-engined plane, clawing for altitude, then swinging right, looping back around.“Mygawd, what’s that?”“World War Two bomber. B-25,” Bob said.“Seriously?”“Absolutely. Lone Star Flight Museum.”“Where?”“Used to be right back on the road to Moody Gardens. Dunno what that ol’ guy’s doing here.”“Forget the penguins, Bob. I gotta see THAT!”“Seriously?”“You don’t want to?”“No, I really do, but...”“But what? I’m a girl and that stuff’s not gonna interest me?”“Well...”I tossed a little.