Would you like to read one and see what you think?"Elena immediately answered no to that, and then changed the subject. "Why didn't you build your cab...n on the lake," she asked. He told her that he had thought of that, but decided he wanted solitude more than anything at that time. He added that it can become quite a busy lake now in the summer.Then he smelled the coffee and was pleased. He said he needed a cup now, even though his brisk walk and killing the weasel for her had quite awakened. This double blow against the German Wehrmacht was truly the turning point in the war and it was difficult to find a German general officer with any thought of finding a path to ultimate victory after those crushing defeats.I sat on the top of a half barrel in the back kitchen of my landlady’s house watching my new close acquaintance Francine cook some eggs freshly collected from the chickens in her grandmother’s barn that were well kept survivors of the war and producing without a worry in. Linda grabbed my cock and pushed me toward the commode. Her fingers didn't go around my shaft. She pushed me against the tank and straddled me. She rubbed my head in her slit and I expected her to take me in her fuckhole. She didn't. She put the head against her asshole. Her little rosebud was so tight that I couldn't usually get a finger in without her screeching. This time she pushed down with her whole weight. With loud moans my head began to slip in. Once the head was in, she just sat down. I hadn't held a job in over twenty years. There was no way I'd be able to afford the house. If I wanted it I would have to pay Allen half of the value of the house. And besides that there was simply no way I needed a place this big alone.More than likely I'd end up in an apartment like Patti's. Maybe I'd end up in an apartment in Patti's building. That was an idea because then I'd have a friend nearby. Patti could be my guide to the carefree single life.A few weeks later, Patti suggested that.