Signing the papers on a new car was more exciting than that kiss. The kiss had only served to confirm Jill’s worst fears. After her wanton behavior...the night before, Daniel was having second thoughts about the whole thing. Hell, if he did not need a nanny so damned bad, he would have probably run from the church as fast as he could. And Jill could not blame him. The sarong wrap that she wore tied between her breasts hid well the one-piece swim suit that was the official attire for this pool. Whether by will, or force, I couldn’t quite tell. Either way, he didn’t seem to mind. The two of us laughed to see him enjoying himself so much. Eventually, the two girls between the birthday boy and I got up and excused themselves. We only had chance to share a look and a laugh together, before I felt someone sit down next to me. “This is where you’re hiding from me,” Kayleigh said, setting her bag down and turning to look at me. “I’ve got no drink for you,” I told her. “Your man behind the. . garage sales ... estate sales ... found and unclaimed ... amateur archaeologists collections. Just plain scavengers. But not fakes ... the real McCoy.It all started when Jim Bales (11 left wing for Logan Park) brought a huge wood carving representing a short-legged male with a head almost as big as the body, covered with carved tattoos. Right behind Jim was Albert Boko carrying a fine wood lattice work and behind him was Mattie Smythson carrying a Moa feathered dress.The three stood in front. Jackie told me about the places she wanted to take me and the things she wanted to show me. I asked questions about the beach and the Space Center.We made love. Jackie pushed me on my back and straddled me. While she slowly rode my cock, we continued to talk. She put her hands on my shoulders and I massaged her breasts. Jackie and I professed our undying love for one another. We agreed that we never cheat on each other, but we might engage in casual sex if the opportunity presented itself.After.