Come on in."Inside, the cabin looked much like a hunting lodge, but with no stuffed animal heads on the wall. It was a simple layout: A large main roo..., that was both a living and dining room, a bedroom, and a kitchen. A good sized bathroom branched off the bedroom. A large fire crackled away in the main room's fireplace.Brian was a little shorter than me, about five foot nine, with salt and pepper hair. He had piercing dark blue eyes and an almost constant grin. He had a tan, weathered look of. The top was cutlow enough to show Bobbie's substantial cleavage and the shorts did notfully cover the bottom of her ass.She would return shortly with the latest order. I began to notice that shewas walking with a little more shake than usual. Bobbie had evidently had afew beers herself. She knew how the guys were looking at her and shedecided to put on a show. Her nipples were now poking through the thinmaterial of her top. Knowing Bobbie as I do, it was just her way of alittle harmless. The only way he had expressed and discussed it was with anonymous people on the internet. Tina had found it and hadn’t bothered – damn her ways – but he’d never disclosed to friends, colleagues. Fin and he were the two closest male pals, so it would be OK – wouldn’t it - to reveal, but how safe – it wasn’t illegal – to view what he liked and he never created and distributed it – he just got some kicks somehow, I mean you can’t wank Cyril. Oh fuck it, he mused and decided.“I’ll show you, come to. 'So Reggie, what am I to do with this report, and he pulled a paper out of his shirt pocket. 'you hit that k** pretty hard, I have to know what I should do. He turned the car off, and half turned towards me in the seat. I didn't see him do it, but his pants were open and his dick was standing at attention between his legs. It stood tall and reddish pink, and it quivered with his heartbeat. There was a knowing smile as he watched me. 'We gotta make a decision here Reggie, he said in a low.