We were silent, listening to the bird songs when she tightly gripped my hand, squeezing hard, and in a low quiet hesitant voice proposed. For moments ... did not respond - startled she had asked me first. Tears sprang to her eyes in perceived rejection as a look of utter devastation began forming upon her lovely face and began streaking down her cheeks. I shifted my other hand and reached into my coat pocket, managing to open the engagement ring box with one hand while still concealed, then, I. She was there with her back to me. I felt pre cum wetting my crotch as I stared at her amazing ass. It was as I’d imagined it; smooth, round and firm. Her legs were shapely and toned as was the rest of her body. Her short blond hair was plastered to her head as she ran the water over her face. Unconsciously, I rubbed my crotch and realized I still had her panties in my hand. I brought them to my face and sniffed as I watched her lather up her breasts and stomach. I could see just the slight. We are more worried about the trip from your house to Washington. We are just about there, so I will talk to you in a few minutes."He hung up, so I hit the intercom for the cottage, and alerted them to what was going on. I told them to get dressed, grab their luggage and come to the house. Kat was already going out the door to wake Sally, so I called Maggie. I told her that her trip out here would have to wait and that I would leave the papers for Tiny in the nursery. She wanted to gab, but I. Yes, of U2 fame and an organizer of the ONE movement. I was fascinated that this group of musicians were so adamant of the idea of taking care of the poor in world. Poverty, clean water, sufficient food. Senoras, I will confess that he is as charming and inspiring and good-looking as his music is. He inspired in me a wonder … what the world could be like if those basic needs of all people could be solved. Of course, I needn’t have looked any further than our own country and city, did I? Our own.