Can you understand what I’m saying? I loved it last night, but I’d love it more if it had been you, not her.” She thought for a long moment and...then, cuddling into my chest, she said, “I think I understand Gramps and I think I love you more for it than you could possibly know.” We cuddled together for the longest time, in fact, I dozed off with her in my arms and when I awoke, she was out of bed and in the shower getting cleaned up for the day at the private island. When she came out, she was. Jackie has always been kind to me, loved kidding around and when I was in my senior year, flirted with me. Jackie is not a model type of woman, but she is pretty and still carries the same figure she had when she first got married. She is 5’ 7, 125 pounds, kind of flat chested, B cup, but a lovely ass. I always loved when she wears short shorts and shows off her toned legs and great ass. She keeps her blond hair short, like a bob cut, above her neck line. When she’d wear a bikini, she’d make. Many times she fell asleep in her saddle, swaying precariously before being caught by one of the men, who would put her before them, holding her safe with one arm while they managed both their horse and her own with the other. Yunan would not stop near any town or village. He was convinced someone would recognize him and be able to pass this information on to his pursuers. So far they had seen no signs of others travelling after them, though they cast frequent glances behind and anxiously. She was a smart girl, and had been gifted with a bit more wisdom than many adults. Additionally, the Internet proved an excellent source for both factual and fantasy material and she found it easy to understand the differences between reality and fantasy.What she did not have, although she wished for it often enough, was understanding parents. Her mother constantly harped on the evils of sex and never once gave her daughter, whose sex drive was sky high, even a hint that she understood what.