The fucking husband had driven her here. Oh well let's get it over with.Opening the door she smiled again introducing herself as Mel and we shook hand.... Damn! red painted nails.He followed her in and she introduced him as Dave her husband but then went on to say he was the reason they were late.'He got us lost. He's completely useless. In fact he can't do anything right a complete waste of space. I'm SorryA little harsh I thought but I carried on and offered them both s drink. Mel accepted a. He slowly moved his hand up and down the inside of June’s right thigh. His hand slid higher and higher up her leg with each pass.When Henry’s hand approached the juncture of her legs, June sighed and let her legs fall open.Henry gently stroked June’s panty covered sex. As she began breathing heavier, he suggested they move off the couch. “June, rather than grope each other like a couple of teenagers here on the couch, let’s move to the bedroom. We’ll have more room, and I think you’ll be more. " Then he turned his attention back to the whole group, and spoke up, "Good night folks, thank you again for your time."Dad walked them to the door and as soon as it was closed let out a huge sigh. He then waited a few seconds then moved over to look out the front window. I heard the car start and he watched as they drove away before turning back to us."Wasn't ready for that," he said. "I can't believe they are still looking for her, they must really want her bad." Yeah, they do," I said. "You. I don’t think Brandon wants to move out here, but sometimes he says he and some guy come out and shoot at cans and stuff.”We turned off the gravel road and through an open fence, drove maybe a half mile and spotted something that looked like a barn and saw several cars parked near it. “So is Brandon here now?”“Evidently. I hadn’t talked to him.”He parked and we got out and walked toward the barn. When we walked in, there must have been half the football team there and several girls that I.