I'd just poured a very large Scotch with a view to getting 'stoned' and sleeping my way through the festive season when the front door bell rang. ... "Hell ! what are you doing here - and you're soaked through." It was my brother, "Mum and Dad's gone on holiday - you know - here's a towel..dry yourself....where's Susan?" He sat down and I gave him one of dad's beers: "Susan's with another guy! she's found herself another man.....I've seen photos of him...I've. For what we’re paying for this suite, having them find us a pastor willing to work for thirty minutes on Christmas Day should be very reasonable.Abby’s smile was tinged with worry. I knew she was thinking about something she didn’t have, needed, or just hoped for concerning our ceremony. “I need a dress but I’m penniless, Mark. I can’t even afford to have my hair done. I’m afraid the people here will laugh at me trying to get married looking like I just came don off the mountain.”I took her in. I was making money and the job had health care benefits, so I was OK with it.I soon came to realize that the walk had lots of benefits too. The walk took me by a small house with a large garden. As the spring progressed the flowers in the garden began to bloom and a lovely lady began taking care of them. She was an older gal, a bit younger than me perhaps, tall and poised with auburn hair that shone red in the sun and brown in the shade. When I walked by at 2 in the afternoon she would be. Finally I could take it no longer, I had to experience her ass. I first ran my tongue up and down her cleft then I parted her cheeks and g-string with my hands. In slow motion I descended my tongue on to her rose bud. The sensation was quite different from a pussy as you would expect. The flesh was a lot firmer and the muscle seemed to have a certain power and strength about it. I was enjoying myself and so was Emily. She started to lift her ass slightly in response to my licking. I became.