There was also a reminder about stripping the beds in their rooms, and putting the sheets and blankets in the appropriate hampers in the area."That do...sn't give us much time," Robert said."Time for what?" Karen asked, innocently."Time for good-byes," he replied with a smile."You should have taken care of that last night like I did, Brother," Christen said."We started last night," Karen said in a whisper."We're going to finish this morning," Robert added. He and Karen got up, and headed for. “You bet,” he answered. “I love it and have walked there a lot. Why do you ask?”“It’s just that I’ve heard about it but have no idea where I might go to start with.”“What are you after? Nice views, flattish walks, strenuous walks?”“Nice views and flattish walks to start with and then when I’ve got myself fitter something a bit more strenuous and demanding.”Terry looked her in the eye. “Would you consider going there one Saturday or Sunday with me as your guide?”She nodded excitedly. “You bet.. Oh, yes!”Tommy suddenly realized he was covered in his own hot spunk. As she had gone over the edge, he had followed. His cock was throbbing in his hand as more white cream drooled out over his fingers.“Oh, sweet mother,” Betts moaned. “I just feel limp now. I’ve wanted that all day. But tomorrow night, I won’t need to touch myself. Tomorrow night my body will be in your hands.”“Yes, it will,” he replied as he reached for a box of tissues beside his bed. “All of you will be mine.”“Yes, Tommy.. He had been drifting around the west from Texas to Oregon for the last fifteen years. I was enthralled by his story."What would you do differently, if you could relive your life?" I asked.He grinned and took another healthy swig from the almost empty bottle."Not a damned thing!" he replied emphatically.Bob woke me up the next morning at five. He was cheerful and bore no signs of being hung-over despite the quart of whiskey he had consumed the night before. I dressed warmly and followed him out.