She was wearing her denim skirt but no shirt. Her young, full breasts were sitting proudly on her chest. Hank shook his head, amazed again at how pe...fect they were.“Hi, Mr. Jackson.” Kaylie said in a sweet voice.“Did you have a nice nap?” she asked.Hank was stunned. That was the first time he had heard her speak for the last several hours and she was talking to him like it was normal for him to see her standing there topless.“Yeah, baby, I did. Where’s teach?” he said.“Oh, she’s in her. Our legs were touching each other while discussing topics. I felt her fleshy things in mine. Soon our hands were touching while we tried to make some points. My instinct was telling me something is gonna happen now. I purposely pushed my legs more tightly to her and saw she was breathing heavily.Soon we had stopped the discussion. The winter air was making the atmosphere even more seductive. I gave a sharp look directly into her eyes, and soon it began. We began kissing like lovers. I held her. We walked back into the house and found some candles. It was winter, though, and the heating was electrical, so the temperature was dropping fast.We sat back on the settee.“We’ll have to huddle together for warmth,” Joan said with a giggle. “Remember when we all used to sit there on the beach when it was windy and we’d all sit close and the men would make a little fire? And your Dad would always make that joke about rubbing two boy scouts together to make fire.”He was a bit of a card, my Dad,. I would finally experience what the bandwent through when we travelled. Of course I had a queen size bed to sleepin, and they each had small bunks on their bus, but it was still anexciting adventure.The only downside to travelling with the full entourage was the fact thatthey expected Sarah to be around when the convoy made a stop. I wasn'tpresently wearing the wig, but it was nearby if we stopped for anyreason. It removed some of the fun of a cross-country trip with myfamily, but it was a.