Someone was doing some spying, and depending on the power of the radio, they could talk to almost anywhere in the world with it. I was thinking that t...morrow I would go to the gun store and have a serious talk with Jeb, and find out what he knew about the radio. Besides, I had promised Timmy we were both going to get a haircut tomorrow. I would just swing by and talk to Jeb on my way back here. I had snuck out last week under the pretense of going to the bank to get Kat her own charge card, and. He didn't like it – so I drank it.Then I got him an Old Style, he didn't like it either, so I drank it.It was the same with the Murphy's Stout and the Beamish Stout.By the time we got down to the Bushmill's Irish Whiskey...I could hardly push the stroller back home.the Scottish CowThe only cow in a small town in Ireland stopped giving milk.Then the town folk found they could buy a cow in Scotland quite cheap. So, they brought the cow over from Scotland.It was absolutely wonderful, it produced. "God that one hit me like a sledgehammer."I put the camera down and sat down to pour out the champagne whilst Jill came over and fished inside my shorts for my cock.It was impressive, I had to admit and it was aching for the warmth of a hot, wet cunt, Jill's or my mother's I wasn't bothered which one, I'd never known it so achingly stiff.Perhaps it was the show they'd put on for me or just that I was extremely horny, whatever it was I didn't stop to wonder about it as Jill wrapped her arms. Alan showed a lot of interest in the boat asking all sorts of questions while on the bridge, I noticed he also seemed to take a lot of interest in Anne but was discreet about it. Talking to him I was surprised we hadn't met, as we moved a lot in the same circles he was the director of a company Anne dealt with plus we were all regular visitors to Maslins. Alan seemed a nice guy easy to talk to, seems he was recently divorced and was buying himself the cruiser to celebrate providing the price.