On the road to the Lake, Nick pulled-over intoa river-side picnic spot. Since it was a work day,there was no one else there. He began kissing Denisede...ply, while feeling her tits and teasing hernipples. After getting Denise aroused, he moved backto the driver’s seat and continued the drive up to theLake. This time he told Denise to take off herpanties, spread her legs and arrange her skirt so thatshe could feel the leather seats on her bare arse. Again, before he had gone far, he pulled. Maybe what I saw in him was myself as a young boy. I remembered the excitement that I felt about the pure joy of just being alive. Unfortunately, all of that had been sucked out of me because of the unhappy turns that my life had taken.Before I knew what I was saying, I heard something odd come out of my mouth."Just let me get my jacket and I'll follow you." I heard the words but couldn't believe I said them.Johnny grabbed my hand and pulled me along. We walked for several blocks and then. She didn't seem to mind though and began to massage the front of my body, but when she started to rub the inside of my leg, I couldn't help my erection from growing. I was now laying there fully naked with a beautiful woman massaging very close to my small, but still very obvious hard on. I have to admit I was quite embarrassed, but she said nothing and didn't seem at all fazed by it. The massage continued for about 10 minutes and I was really starting to relax again when she suddenly. Like all my new girls I bedded her down that night and she knew how to lick a bush. September 15, 1878 – Doreen presented me a letter saying she was moving to Memphis to be with her quatroon lover Abigail. I knew they were both in love and missed each other terribly. I told Doreen OK but she would have to find a replacement and she could be on her way. Thanked me with a nice kiss. September 16, 1878 – Sheriff Bob caught a cattle rustling murderer in my house. I apologized and my Irish redhead.