She had asked me if a Mr Walsh lived nearby. I was not sure, as I had just moved in the area a few weeks ago. I did not have any real time to meet m... new neighbors. So, I replied, " I'm not sure I just moved here from L.A." She stayed a few seconds and began to look into my eyes and the glare of the sun behind her, made her red locks of hair glow like a beautiful star. I wanted her at that very moment. I wanted to kiss her beautiful breasts and make her sing and moan. I wanted her cunt . “I was already planning on it since I didn’t think that we’d be done yet”, I assured her. “Go inside and get cleaned up while I get the grill started.” She went inside while I fired up the grill and by the time she came out of the bathroom I had set ketchup, mustard and relish on the counter along with a couple of plates, rolls, the fruit salad, a soda for her and a beer for myself. She busied herself bringing everything out and setting the patio table while I started cooking the hot dogs. I. It seemed like the most practical solution was to put the gold bars in a valise and hand-carry it with us on the train. That way, we could keep the valise with us at all times and keep it from wandering off with somebody else.We had decided to spend a few days in Santa Fe to relax before making the trip back to St. Louis. We were at supper one evening in the hotel’s restaurant when Nina absolutely floored me with a question. We had just finished dessert and were drinking a last cup of coffee. The night isnt so young anymore, so as you lean over to kiss me, I let the passion take its course this time. Soft, gentle kisses transform into long passionate ones that have no break to separate them. Hands caress your breast…..rub my growing manhood, all visibly aroused through their fabric coverings. Its 10:25pm, I dont stop you from straddling me….we wildly make-out as you grind on me, my hands urging your movements by roughly grabbing your rear. The time now reads 10:30, Click!……a key.