They brought me here. I don’t know.”“May I talk to one of the police officers around you?”“Sure!”There was some background chatter and the... a female voice came on the line.“Hello?”“Hi. I am Lynn O’Dell, Paul’s wife. What happened and where is he?”“Hi Mrs. O’Dell. Paul was picked up for public urination. He was at a gas station and was relieving himself onto the side of his car. He said it would have been rude to do that on the stations property. I guess he meant on the gas pumps. It happened. ”Dan picked up the brochures and thumbing through them said, “I am impressed and if the price is right I would be interested in acquiring one or maybe both of the buildings. I would need to see them in person and do some checking before making any offer. Who is going to be the realtor handling the sale?”“It probably would be Kerrie McCarthy but I am seeing Bill tomorrow and I can ask him if he is thinking of selling. If he is I could mention that you might be interested in buying a unit. That. I wink and get up from your lap. I start moving to the rhythm of the music. You are watching me closely. Swaying my hips. Your hands are aching to touch me. But the teasing will last a bit longer.I'm slowly dancing me a way so that I stand behind you. Holding you hair to the side, I start kissing your neck and suck your earlobe. "Hmmmm don't stop please." you moan.My hands travel from your shoulders to your collarbone… going lower… grabbing your breasts from behind. They feel so good in my. Preliminary plans in the works, Tom and I went back to my shop. I told him about the current project and he told me about an old friend who he had spent an exhilarating day within his camper. She was a willing natural blonde whose husband was more interested in hunting than claiming her full-figured body. Nature abhors a vacuum and my friend Tom abhors the empty pussy of a willing, discreet woman. When in town she would call him for prompt service. And when they finished she left the camper.