Stephanie asked if she could have one of her wine coolers. Since I was feeling a little thirsty, I got up and retrieved a wine cooler for her and a b...er for myself from our ice chest. That beer tasted damn good and Stephanie seemed to enjoy her wine cooler. We sat by the fire, chatting and enjoying our beverages as the sun settled lower in the sky and eventually set beyond the far side of the lake. It was a beautiful sunset. The alcohol was giving me a buzz and it was loosening up. "The Niemi family has been in the area for generations," explained Karen, "part of an influx of Finnish settlers and sailors before the turn of the century. Mostly working class, socialist in politics, the Finn's are a tough, resilient and independent people, like their language which they share with few other Europeans, the Romanians are closest, but the Niemi's found they had a knack for profiting from their fellow Finns through trade, selling the products of their peoples' work ethic and. She let out a soft 'oh' and I saw her body shiver.Her hair was too dirty to analyze but her bush was soft and downy. It was a dark blonde. I quickly stripped and watched her as she watched me. Her eyes got bigger when she looked at my equipment and I swear I saw her lick her lips. I took the soap, shampoo and Miya's hand and stepped into the pool. Fortunately, the water was just the right temperature so I pulled her in and had her sit down. I knelt in the sand beside her and started to wash her. Meat uponmeat, I rushed to the top of the stairs and I watched as Curtis draggedLeo to the front door and threw him straight out the door he'd justopened'If I see your fat arse ever again, not only will I beat you silly I'lltake you to the police and tell them everything. A few years in prisonwill calm that fucking libido of yours' he shouted to the black spacebeyond the door.Then he slammed the door and turned round to see me standing at the topof the stairs.'Oh I'm sorry my sweet, I didn't.