" That's cool." he entered the room and closed and locked the door behind him."Uh Sam....what are you doing?" Oh, nothing. I just figured I could give...us some alone time." He had this smirk full of desire....and pure lust.I was speechless. How many times had I been laying in bed at night when my thoughts drifted to him, while my hand drifted down my pants. This was my fantasy come true.He strode over and placed his hands on my hips. I was wearing a tank top that showed off my cleavage perfectly. I was regularly checking his groin area. My perverted mind thought how his huge dick will be oscillating while walking. I came to sense and shook my head for thinking Iike that. My son saw my reaction.Son: what happened, Mom?Me: Nothing! I am just thinking about where to go next.Son: Oh ok! (and he smiled)I too smiled back. But Mandhana was looking at us with a doubtful and confused manner. I know what she is exactly thinking. We finished worshipping in the temple and we moved from there to a. They all looked confused except for Gallagher and Mrs. Candleford who both knew the reason for the impending danger. Gallagher slipped out of the hut and beat a hasty retreat into the jungle thinking his presence was the only reason for the invasion and perhaps they would leave the others alone if he was nowhere to be found.The natives burst into the camp clearing without warning.Mr. Candleford attempted to negotiate in pidgin baby-talk that sounded like gibberish to the others including the. That Monday morning my first stop and only stop for the first time since the summer began was the Wilson home. The Wilsons had the standard patch of grass as I liked to call it. They had a patch out front and a little in the back besides the pool area. The house was the typical stucco painted peach like many of the other house in the neighborhood. I knocked on the door. Mrs. Wilson came to the door. I was already sweating from pushing my mower from my house to hers with the gas trimmer resting.