Opens, the dogs bark, in she goes."alone tonight, what a waste" I think, sipping my cold beer. The beer is working, I am getting a good beer buzz on......KNOCK.I put my beer down, walk to the door...who the hell is this at this time..."oh, Hello Deb," the neighbour is standing there, cold bottles of beer in hand and and a glassy look in her eyes. tipsy...not drunk."can I join you,,," she asks, "Of course, if you share the beer, even more welcome.. it too hot for bed so I am on a mission to get. I had not specified a suppertime to Anabel when she was with me. There was no need to do so. Prepaid cell phone with P30 loads are common and everyone texts all the time. The time for supper was provided ... somehow. We had four extra persons for supper: Anabel's father, mother, brother and Anabel herself.It was clear that Anabel's parents were poor, but poor does not mean without pride. Their clothing was old but it was spotless and even the Tee-shirt her father wore was ironed. Their hair was. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were so close” he explained in French as he continued to tread, not moving, our legs grazing each others while we kept ourselves afloat. He didn’t move. My breath escaped me; I felt the blood rush to my cock as I stayed there with his hairless chest against mine. His hand grasped my cock and I let out a brief sigh. He smiled devilishly and breathed onto the nape of my neck. I shuddered. I felt his cock grow against my thigh, straining against the material of his. Before we got to her car, I put my hand on her arm and stopped her."Sarah, I need to share something with you, and, hopefully, what I say won't give the beautiful day we've had so far a bad taste. Sarah, what I am going to say is not meant to come across as an expectation of you, but because I feel you deserve to know the truth. I've enjoyed spending time with you, and I truly like you. I hope we can enjoy friendship between us. I want you to know if what I say causes you any discomfort, I will.