The other guy was Colt and was Abby's adopted foster brother. "You hike in here?" I asked. "Naw, man. Our minivan is parked across from your camper."...Sandy said. "We have this huge tent and the camping stuff in the van." "You need any help getting set up?" I asked. "Yeah, thanks." Abby said. They turned and headed back to the campsite. I took the oppurtunity and quickly slipped my gym shorts on.We spent the next hour getting their tent set up and settled in. Sandy and Abby were both 20 and. Turning him so his back faced me, I washed his back. I watched the bubbles as they dripped to the small of his back and continue down the crack of his ass. He was magnificent, his body sculpted and beautiful. It appeared belong to someone in their mid 20s, not their 30s as it was. My hands continued to serve as his wash cloth, carefully rubbing down, following the path the suds had taken. In countering circular motions I cleansed his firm butt. I was enjoying the feel of the indentations along. I asked what about cloths? She said all she was taking was her bikini and some shorts. That next day lasted for fever but five o clock did finally arrive. I hurried home and as soon as I pulled in the garage I noticed her car was already gone. I was hoping I'd get to see her before she left.I walked in the den and saw the TV was left on. There was a note on the coffee table from my wife. It said I'll see you Sunday evening , stay out of trouble and I left you a video to watch.I picked up. However, since itincludes several sequences from that tale as seen from another point ofview, it should be possible to read this one as a standalone.) ***For 17 year-old beauty queen Lacey Mikulski, this had not been thehappiest of car trips, but then with all that had happened to themsince Dad had died it wasn't surprising she and her Mom would be morethan a little down. Glancing across at her mother, hunkered down overthe steering wheel, she could see the.