We love this country, but some people, they are not good. She was no longer safe there."I asked how they had chosen this particular place, and he smil...d. "We relied on Cheryl", he stated. "We put a map on the wall, and she threw a dart. It landed not far from Timber Lake. I think it landed here, where we sit now. We moved as soon as we could pack."After that, we told them of our plans. They were pleased at our efforts to conceal our talents, and asked if we could do the same for Cheryl. That's. Always the gentlemen, he seemed to be the real deal. Not the guy in town for the night looking to get in my pants. Although that would work out too. After the song was over we went back to the table. Walter had asked that the drinks be refreshed while we were gone. He told me that he had a confession to make. “I saw you sitting here, lovely as you are, and thought I had to spend time with you. My intentions were not completely pure; but will be if you preferred it that way.” Wow, he came right. You enter the room and I look up from my book. You are a vision of loveliness, sultry, sexy with just a hint of wild tramp thrown in for good measure. Looking at you causes my cock to stir, always. You are wearing tight faded jean, low heels and a loose cotton top. Your hair is a tangle of brown curls, falling over your shoulders and face. You look at me with your head slightly bowed, eyes hidden slightly behind your curls. You start to talk and I simply shake my head no. You stop talking and. "We're going to change," she told him, easing him to the door. 'Don't come back in 'til I call you..." With a smile she shut it behind him. "Okay, you can come in now...!" Holding their drinks he pushed the door open with his foot...and then stopped dead in his tracks. They stood before him, hand in hand, Mandy her usual 'brazen' self and even Karen appearing less awkward or shy. "Fucking Hell!" he couldn't help exclaiming. Mandy grinned with pleasure at his reaction. "What do you.