You’re engaged now, in fact. I’ve moved on too. But I’ve never moved past the memories, and I wonder whether you, despite your silence for nearl... two years, ever draw on those memories and allow them to come to the surface. Or perhaps they are buried so deeply, that it is as though I never existed in your life. Memories. That’s what I am going through today. On that anniversary of our last time. And instead of dwelling on the loss of love, I’ve been trying to remember where we fucked. Different. . well, we went to stay with her - the journey’s only half a day, but does involve some roads where the drivers seem to park their brains elsewhere so there can be hold-ups. Inevitably the day we travelled there were plenty of those. With the result that it was my turn to be stiff, achy and cranky - very cranky.Sam suggested that she might give me a ‘rub-down’ with an ‘oily rag’ as it were - whereupon my other half immediately announced she needed some fresh air and exercise and would take the. And now we arrive to they room we start manage and pack a thing I try so hard many time to look her panty while very body still concentrate with a room job set up , clean and my friend he start the air conditioner but it not seem so work coz it a bit hot my friend he stay in a bath room to set down a thing with a soap and shampoo I thing and he start yelling , Hey honey !!!!! Can you go check with the air condition why it not cool and in a mean while she go to the that air condition and start. ”“Jon David, you always did think even bigger than I do, I like the sound of that. We’ll all eat Thanksgiving dinner at the big house and us men can meet out in the barn afterward. I got an even better feeling about us being in this oil and coal business now.”“You’ll have to give up your service as a marshal soon, Dad. You’re going to be too busy to do justice to the badge in the coming years, you know that don’t you?”“I know. I’ve already thought of that too. I sure hate to turn this thing in.