Although who else would complete the chores of the farm?Climbing out of bed she looked into the mirror.She tucked away her breast, which had popped ou... the side of her tank top, and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was all over the place, she felt yuck, but she knew there were tasks that needed doing. She opened the door to her room which lead outside.As she turned to close her door she could feel the early morning sun touch her bum. Panties were non-existent at bed time.As she made. More often than not I'd strike up a conversation with some girl and we'd go back to my place and fuck. Maybe I'd see the girl again and maybe I wouldn't. I just wasn't ready to settle down yet.One day I came home from work and there was an invitation addressed to me in the mail. The address was from back home so I thought a friend might be getting married or something. I went inside, opened it up and it was an invitation to my five year high school reunion. I looked at my calendar, the date of. I need to know what I'm doing with Kay, or rather what I want to do. Lord help me!After dinner we went back to the great room, Kay wanted to play more with her new phone. I didn't blame her but I had to stop her, at least for the night. "You need to let it charge overnight, Kay, if you want to take it with you tomorrow." Do I have to?" The look of anguish on her face reminded me of a little kid who had been told it was time to go to bed."Let's play some cards or we can soak in the hot tub to. That was the whole reason he’d come out tonight, and he figured that it was harmless. Marie asked, “Do you play pool?” “A little. I used to be pretty good.” “Feel like a game? I’m itching to play, but guys get the wrong idea when a girl walks back there alone – you know?” He knew he shouldn’t, but Dave was already inconspicuously removing his wedding ring and slipping it into his pocket under the guise of checking for change only a second after she finished. “Sure, why not.” “Great,” Marie.