It takes me thirty minutes or more to shake the cobwebs from my brain after waking up. I need my morning coffee and some time to process before I am r...ady to get going for the day. In the morning I don't talk much.My wife is the opposite. She will leap out of bed, full of energy, ready to face the day. She would often talk to me while I had my morning coffee but it was going in one ear and out the other as she told me a variety of things. She usually got out bed before I did, and I would snooze. I figured I would dial the house phone. When it rang, Peggy said oh shit look at the time. she reached for the phone and I asked what she planned on doing cause the sun was coming up. she said OK. She told the guys her brother was coming over to borrow our tent and he would be her in a minute. she also said Doug might be getting up cause of the phone and maybe you guys should leave. she kissed them all especially Steve whom she lifted her leg while kissing him and he felt her pussy again and. Leanne felt bad for him and wished she were in the car with him.“What do you cry about when you cry yourself to sleep?” Jake asked, settling his cheek back against her bosom.“My jerk of a husband mostly. He left me struggling with a child to take care of. But there’s also guilt about my part in ruining the marriage.”“Do you still cry about it?”“On bad days.”“I wish I could do for you what you’ve done for me tonight. I think crying alone is for the birds.”“You’re a sweet young man,” Lizzie said.. I was determined to let her simmer for a while as she decides what she wants to say and do next. I kept my mouth shut, as I turned down a dirt road toward the backside of Granny’s farm. My dash clock had 2:30 and I knew from all those years of riding the bus, Becky would be home about 4:00. That is if she didn’t have other things to do in town before catching a ride home, if she did miss the bus.Damn, I sure hope she’ll take the job. She could work herself into a fulltime job with the county.