He told me, "One hundred gallons. Not much price difference between it and the lower-capacity ones."He had a metal enclosure to go around it as well a... some external thermal blankets to wrap around both. He told me, "Efficiency is the name of the game."We set up the enclosure first, fitting it then setting it aside. Bob had a big dolly for moving the new heater, so we slowly rolled it to the back yard.He told me, "Slow and easy. Trying to save a minute here is dumb. If we dropped it off the. It’s your choice, english or math.. both are important for the SATs,” I said with a smile, leaning forward and resting my elbow on the table, my chin on my hand. He leaned forward too, talking low so that his mother in the next room couldn’t hear, “I don’t think I want to learn either of those subjects with you, Charlie.” His hand running up my arm from my elbow to my wrist, his eyes staring into mine. Fuck me, my panties were wet again. I cleared my throat and straightened my back, pulling my. Just, you know, curious.”She moved her hand down his arm and leaned closer so her breasts pressed gently against his arm. She put her lips very close to his ear and whispered, “How about you?”He jerkily shook his head, causing her lips to brush his beard. She reached up and touched the opposite cheek and moved his face so her lips met his. She loved the feel of his soft beard on her lips. He froze in place as she kissed him, gently at first, and then using her lips to work his mouth open for. Patty accepted a Baccardi that Carl had poured for her, and she sat on the couch to drink it. The act of sitting had caused the short skirt of Patty's dress to ride up and display the vee of her knickers that were by now showing a damp patch at the gusset. Carl's seduction technique was having the desired effect on Patty, whose reserve was being mellowed even more by the alcohol that she had drunk.He was turned on by the view of Patty's damp, puffy, pussy lips that were bulging at the front of.