A nearby mostly-dry stream was lined with sparse shrubs and mesquite. I collected a pile of dry branches and kindling. Dark clouds swept overhead. The...sky turned almost black, two hours till sunset. A wind rose, much cooler than the hot still air of daytime. I saw a rainsquall sweep in from the north. Lightning crashed nearby. I was damn fucking glad I was under shelter, not standing out on a barren roadside hoping for a ride. I changed from my cutoffs into jeans and a long-sleeve flannel. She prepared to follow in her mother's footsteps in banking and followed in Lib's footsteps caring for Beau. Three summers at the Cordon Bleu prepared her well for the food Beau liked best.At the University, Dorothy did so well in the MBA program, the dean encouraged her to continue in the DBA program, which she did. Her major was finance, but her specialty was real estate, not banking. Randy's wife, Murphy, worked for Dorothy cataloging First National properties. Freddy and Murphy's daughter. It's healthy." What happens in these mystery visits you do every so often?" she asked. "Where do you go? You come home a mess-- barely breathing it seems. Are you having some romantic affair with a married guy? Because I'm almost positive you're having sex."I didn't answer her right away. Did I want to tell her I was having sex with multiple men? No. Especially after talking her out of doing porn. "I'll tell you some day, but not now."Margaret must have decided she'd asked enough questions and. They didn’t want to spoil the new Status Quo and have things revert back to the ‘bad old days’.The male population of BSC also found it so refreshing to now be able to open their trousers up and let their erection get some air. It really did feel good to be able to have your stiff cock poking out from your pants during a particularly arousing Sex Education lecture. Ms Astamendi’s Presenting Classes also took on a whole new dimension with all the horny men all looking through the glass walls at.