He knew he could have gone back inside but the idea of eating inside didn’t set right with him for some reason, after all, he was on a job. He decid...d a ten-minute break wouldn’t hurt though. He finished the chips, crinkled the bag and dropped it on the floor of his truck, and then he washed the chips down with the hot soda. He made his way back into the house, lifting a brush as he entered the kitchen. He was so busy concentrating on getting back to his work that he didn’t even notice he. "Sure does. Well, we'd better get cracking."The next two days were hectic, but fun. One little detail that we hadn't thought about was how we were going to seat 34 people. The caterers were apologetic. Tablecloths were not a problem, nor was crockery and cutlery, but tables and chairs they couldn't provide. Once more the indispensable janitor form the university hospital and his truck came up trumps. We 'borrowed' a number of tables from the university that could be put together as one very. “Happy Birthday”, she says. “Hope you don’t mind, but I made you a cake for your birthday.” I say a quick thanks and ask her inside. I definitely don’t mind that she is here. As a matter of fact I have often though about her inside my apartment. Although my thoughts tend to lead to me being inside her while she’s here. But who could resist. She has one rockin’ hot body that I could check out for hours. She has Auburn hair in waves down to her ass, which is round and firm, just asking to. "Father, open this screen, so you may better see, and now taste my heat," she moved her fingers to the screen, and the light glistened on the moisture that was on her fingertips. "I know you want to taste the sweet nectar I am offering to you now." Slight noises told her that he was opening the mesh cover. Removing the screen completed, his face appeared in the square opening and his lips opened to suck her fingers into his mouth. She felt his tongue lapping her fingers, sucking the nectar.