He had to return to his partner who had helped the drunken (what else?) operator recover.There would be questions and police reports and who knows wha... else, so Rayna packed up and left the beach, going to her aunt's house just a few steps from the boardwalk.When she got home, it was almost supper time, so she washed her hands. (Her aunt always insisted that she wash her hands.) Then, she helped prepare the table, and while doing so, told her aunt what had happened.Her aunt took pause, staring. But the truth is that as soon as I'm alone, with maybe a week or more ahead of me, I become quite frightened. I must fill the time, so that I do not give way to gloomy thoughts. Gardening and cleaning are often my saviours. I still feel a c***dish pleasure in getting filthy and pulling up weeds from my tiny garden; but I get a more adult sense of satisfaction from cleaning my home and presenting it well. I am a home-maker; I am not ashamed of it. I only wish I had a chance to make a home for. ” Well, I was in for a most exciting event this particular warm, spring day. The weather was really beautiful. It was not humid. There was a wonderful breeze and the air felt fresh. I went into the stall and pulled down my pants. I had to urinate in any case and when I was finished, I just sat there, legs apart and out in front of me, slowly massaging my cock to fullness. This is a great time to fantasize also. When you are outside and, before entering the toilets, you can see the people. He would whisper something into her ear and they would both laugh. On occasions CJ would look over to me and as our eyes met I could tell from the look on her face that she was becoming aroused. After they lost their game she looked at the tent in my pants and smiled as she walked back to our table. She took another drink from her beer and told me she would be back and I assumed she had went to the restroom. She had been gone for some time when I noticed that Danny had been gone for a while and.