. provision a yacht. And I stayed.”“She one of those snooty old rich folks?” Albert asked. “Crochety and difficult and looks like her pug dog?...��“Umh ... no ... so far she’s just folks ... not as bad as Junior. She gives us shit and we give it right back.”“I do NOT!” I said. “You give me shit ... I figure you know what you’re doing so I take it.“Who is this and how did he get on board?”“Guilty,” said Junior. “I was out at the trampoline sunning ... you know how I sun. There was this yellow air. S being at home and in school & the financial devastation a divorce would have caused, I would have left. During our married life, I have never looked at another women nor considered having sex with one. However, about a month after this disagreement and things being still very strained at home, I was at the grocery store picking up milk one day. Heading towards the dairy section, I see a young woman, about 25 or so, and my eyes were immediately drawn to her crotch. Her pants were ultra tight,. "What's wrong? Are you feeling ok?" I teased, and put one of my hands on your forehead. Your skin was soft, and our eyes met when my skin touched yours. You made an aroused expression and I felt my blood flowing south. I slid my hand down under the table, and started to massage your outer thighs. Just then, the waiter knocked and entered. "Would you like something to drink? The rest of the party will arrive in 5 minutes, they said" he asked. As he said it, I turned up the vibrator. It had a perfect site for what she needed. She knew the way to a glade at the edge of a small lake with a strip of sandy beach. There had been a camping weekend there with her ex which had been fun and was a good place to expunge the memories of him.Her plan was to spend five nights in her tent. On the third morning her brother was to replenish her supplies at a drop point near her campsite but without making contact. She expected to spend the entire time communing with nature and uttering not.