I could feel it brushing against my waist; we planned to walk through the garden to reach the parking. We were casually talking about the wedding sudd...nly he put his hand around my waist lightly my heartbeat skipped. The gentle touch of his hand was so warm n nice I just held my breath he made me turn to him and brushed ma hair off ma face nicely tucking them behind ma ear. I was nervously looking down maybe he could feel me tremble he moved his face closer to mine tilted his head a little. ..come in, I want you to meet someone," she said. She seemed to be a very good mood as we walked into her family room. An older man - I put him at around 70+ was sitting in a chair. Donna introduced him as "Merrill", who lived in one of the other units in her four-plex. I noticed a good number of empty beer cans on the tables, and realized I had walked into a party. We conversed, and he told me he was a retired widower who had been one of the original residents of the complex. He was very bald,. " Tamara lightly sighed in annoyance. "Oh, come on Pete. You sound like my father! I saw you ogling me before. You know you like me in this! Now stop being so over protective!" Tamara let go of him and trotted out into the wet sand, letting the water flow in and tickle her feet. Pete shrugged his shoulders and tried to ignore it. He yanked off his white t-shirt and sat it down on the dry sand. Clad only in a pair of green swimming trunks, he joined Tamara out on the sand. Despite his best. Dalu and his wife Jidechi struck a deal. Dalu had to rebuild the kitchen first before he did anything else. The anything else was the barn he wants to rebuild so he can work on his old car. Dalu saw the walls of the barn and the lack of roof. The previous owner said he was working on it. It was so cheap Dalu took his word on it. He feels a hand on his ass and then her lips on his neck. "What are you looking at mister?" Jidechi asks as her hand slides around his waist, under his shirt. "How.