I started letting him out in the morning to feed him. I didn't see any reason to keep him all penned up when he wanted to be out so bad, and he'd been...doing OK, so far. Of course, at the first raindrop, he wanted back inside and NOW!I wasn't sure, but he looked like he might have lost weight over the last couple of weeks. I knew he wasn't eating near as much as he used to. I heard about people eating themselves into an early grave when they get depressed. I kinda wondered if that's why Virgil. The front tire was totally flat. I ran back across to my house and got my air compressor. I put air in it, but you could hear it coming out. I told her it might hold long enough to mow, but it was going to need to get fixed. "How about taking it off?" Piece of cake I said, let me get some tools."She said that she was going in to get changed because of the heat and that she would be right back out. I got my jack and a jack stand and some other tools I would need to remove the wheel. I got back. He had to admit her body was magnificent she was quite small at 5'4 and 110lbs with her hair net off her auburn curls reached past the shoulder. Her athletic body didn't have an ounce of unnecessary fat on it and he judged her correctly to be a 32C. She seemed more confident now that she was naked she didn't try to shield her breasts or her sex, her legs were slightly apart and she looked at him with a rather offhand expression."Put your hand between your legs," he ordered.She did what he told. ‘You two sure were affectionate the last time I saw you.’ Thirty years old and Andrew still blushes if I make even a passing reference to sex. ‘Oh, Andrea and I split up. She said she was tired of competing with other women. I just don’t get it. I never even looked seriously at another women while we were dating.’ ‘No, Andrew, you don’t get it, even after all this time. Women like you. You’re kind and sweet and respectful and helpful and…’ ‘You make me sound like a Boy Scout.’ ‘Well, in some.