"Miranda smiled sadly. "Thank you," she said simply, hearing her mother's murmured voice a short distance away, followed by Bob's chuckle, "But I thin... we'd better get in there. Whatever he's making is starting to smell good!"Near the end of the hall they reached the kitchen where the sound of boiling water met their ears and the pleasant smell of stew cooking made their stomachs react in anticipation.Once the two had crossed the threshold, they found Bob standing behind a wooden counter that. He really does. Well he can fuck off. This is beween you and me she laughed. Barney had been my constant companion since my last relationship finished. He was a jet black giant of a dog being a great dane/labrador cross. He was big and gentle and very obediant. I got him from a dog rescue the day after he had been left there by an emigrating family. He was great with kids, never scrounged and never gave me any trouble at all except he could be a bit embarrassing with that cock of his. He was. After some thought she nodded her head in consent. I said ‘about four hours’ she said ‘not a problem’. I was happy that my schedule was made. We gobbled up our lunch fast so that we could go home fast. On our way I picked up ice cream. She asked me why ice cream now. I said it was for dessert. Once we reached her home and closed the door behind us I literally pounded on her. We were like mad lovers waiting to get the fuck of the century. We had such a built up sexual tension that I knew I had. "The two mothers were animatedly chatting - Gregory's asking about the best places to shop in the neighbourhood, or some other mindless chatter. The two of them already acting like life long friends and the thought disgusted Gregory."I was told to talk with you." Paul seemed embarrassed.The leaves were falling, and the boys kicked through ankle deep piles - heading to a bench in Greg's backyard. It had been left from the previous owners - probably since it was rotting wood and would never have.