Stand here he said. Face the wall and remove your clothes. She started to say something but, thought better at the moment. Yes, daddy was all that cam... out.He walked away as she was beginning to undress. She heard the bag he had brought down unzip.She was nervous now. She had never seen that bag before.He laid a few things on the table. He glanced at her. She was through undressing now.Looking at her this way, with her nice, round, white ass sticking out for him, he suddenly got very hard. This. I will just run home and be back in a little bit.Nonsense Mrs Stevens your perfectly welcome to use our makeshift pot no need to go all the way home.But wont Donny have to clean up the you know..mess? Well that will teach him not to fiddle with the toilet again wont it? and besides I dont really think he minds all that much. I suppose she replied. is now OK to use it? Donny is the pot clean? Yea Mom all clean….There… nice and clean for you take your time were doing great on this quilt be done. O! The life of the travelling Histrio is a hard and uncertain one ... but the rewards are worth it!"The caravan, delayed by the muddy conditions of the road, repair of the overturned wagon and the injuries to several of the horses, camped for the night on the open road and made their destination, Lacestone by the middle of the next morning. The trio was gladly admitted to take their dinner at the large central cook fire that night, and if anyone had anything remotely snide or clever to say. “Mr. Nash, this is Mike. April left me a note and I’m calling to talk to her. May I, please?”“One moment,” he said gruffly and with a tone that told me he disapproved.That meant her house was a bad idea, and I didn’t want to bring her to my house. Perhaps Grant Park would work. The weather was nice, and we could certainly find a quiet place to sit and talk. Assuming she wanted to.“Hi,” April said a moment later.“I got your note,” I said. “You asked me to talk to you, and I will. How about I.