He built the house and he and his mate Clarrie O'Loughlin spent the last ten years just fishing and relaxing. Dad passed away last month. His will sti...ulated that I couldn't inherit any of his money unless I made sure that the person who bought the house gave a firm undertaking to look after 'Rosie' the goat. In other words he or she was to be a permanent resident." That doesn't seem too bad" I replied."That's only part of it, come with me." She led me through the gate and the goat trotted up.. The music is pumping and there are lots of customers in, too many for us to find a seat so we stay close to the bar and scour the place, looking for Mr Hot from last week. Debbie had spotted him looking over at her but she chickened out of talking to him. “You had better not be a pussy this week!” I tease her with a wink. “Oh! No chance!” Debbie laughs, “If he shows up I am definitely just going over.” The night goes on and it gets later, still with no sign of Mr Hot, when suddenly Debbie. Then I concentrated on the caption underneath the picture. “Toby Storm at his Nephew Tom Blake’s Graduation.” That one stunned me. Yes, no question about it, that was my ‘Friend’ Tom in that picture.I sat back in the chair, way back. It’s the little things that happen, if you pay attention, that can give you the Big Picture. Tom and I had met at college. Even though we didn’t hang around a lot together, we did have a couple of classes together over the four years.We were always friendly and. Jim did so and soon found himself bored and drifting off for a little afternoon nap. At some point during his nap he started to come awake as he felt the delightful pull and suction of two warm lips and an exploring tongue wrapped around his fully awakened erection. Smiling he opened his eyes and looked down to see a shocking sight. It wasn't Donna lying there ministering to his stiff cock, it was 13 year old Sandy and she was doing one hell of a good job of it too. So good in fact that Jim.