”, she stated. “Alright, how about I pick you up around seven?”, I asked. “No, I would rather meet you there. That way if it gets uncomfortabl..., we can both go our own way.”, she instructed. We talked for a while longer and made plans to meet at a local steakhouse for seven o’clock on Friday evening. From the way Lexie talked. I really think she thought it was not going to go well. The next day true to her word Chrissy arrived at the gym around five thirty. I was still sparring with Master. . at your expense ... with Frank and Ernie's marvelous hamburgers and best vinegar soaked fries ... and you're trying to get the taste of the lake water out of your mouth.It could be worse.The lake was a sawmill pond for nearly a hundred years. Logs sank and the town sewage dumped in the lake for those hundred years. The turds reacted with the water and the logs and every once in a while one of those logs raised it's huge head and collided with something in the water ... like a hull or a. I told him no but that I had seen my dad a couple times by accident. He giggled and said he had seen his mom before when she got out of the shower. He then asked me if I wanted to see his and I said yes!He stood up and pulled his shorts off, then his underwear and there before me was his hairless little cock! He asked if I wanted to touch it and I giggled and said yes. I reached up and took it in my hand, amazed I was doing this, and I squeezed it some. He giggled and told me to show him mine.. I took her round the house, pointing out things that had triggered memories."This house is going to be very good for you," Jenny asserted, "It's a lovely old house; full of character." she said at length as we returned to the kitchen and I set myself to make a pot of tea. I sat happily opposite her at the oak kitchen table. I was home and one of my favourite women was with me for the weekend.The day passed in a flash. We spent most of it on the road driving between my flat and the house,.