I took a couple of pictures of them as they walked straight toward me.When they entered the house, Gale looked at my camera sitting on the tripod and ...sked, “Did you get any good ones?”I smiled and said, “Not as good as I wanted.”Gale faced me, opened up her stance, and said, “So, take a better one.”I turned my camera toward her, cropped her in my lens nicely, and then took a picture. Gale was smiling, her brown hair framed her lovely face, her pink nipples were hard on her breasts, and her. Shelly's response was as predictable as was my response to her response. Voices got louder and the conversation, if it could be called that, got more and more heated. By the time I grabbed my bowling ball and slammed the front door behind me the temperature in the house was below freezing.The drive to the bowling alley gave me time to realize that I had let the happenings of the day put me in a foul mood and I'd let that foul mood rob me of my common sense. I'd had no good reason to jump Shelly. It was Nigel who I wanted to empty my balls into, and now that I was concentrating I could feel the Admiral getting ready to shoot his officers mess into Nige's fleshy cum pocket.I think Nigel must have tuned in to my body senses as well, because when I started to feel the rise of the heat up through my body to my head as my balls got ready to fire, I saw his face starting to go red as he began his climax as well.We moved in rhythm, faster and faster, further and harder, and the sound of my. It was a great empty land through which we traveled. I asked Bennie a question that Poppa Jack and Momma Shirley asked me and themselves, "Where are all the people?" I don't know, Janice. You would think people would be around here because it's good land with a mild climate." He said."Jim's friends were over here until they joined us a couple of years ago." That's right and they didn't find anyone either. I am surprised. I would think that people would come here for the farming and climate,.