I stand behind her and lift up her skirt.Nothing, nothing at all. No panties. I spread her cheeks apart taking in the view of her tight asshole and pu...sy. Not a single hair to been seen, freshly waxed. Rebecca looks over her shoulder at me, she finally speaks.“How do you like it?”"I love it," I say as I gaze at her ass never making eye contact with her.I fall to my knees and begin to lick. Top of crack to the bottom of her clitoris. I am feasting on Rebecca like it is my last meal. I tongue her. Benson? I couldn't help but overhear about your property and all inside there... and I was..." Oh yeah? That outfit is a bunch of assholes. Stupid assholes to be more precise. Can't seem to follow up on what they say they'll do. Their word is worthless. Completely worthless." Anyway, you were saying you had some property out by a Park?" Yep. Right out in a small by next to Glacier Bay as a matter of fact. Kind of around the corner from the entrance and those damned rangers that keep out the. Outside of the shower, I probably hadn't sung a dozen times since I left my home state. I would participate in the family Christmas caroling, of course, but I had no desire to be in public again.I did read a couple of my poems in a coffee house in Boston. They received high praise from the patrons but they did not achieve my primary purpose — to get horizontal with a member of the opposite sex for an extended period of time (to steal a line from one of life's greatest storytellers, Harry. "You don't look too good Honey. What's wrong?" I don't think I am getting any better. I am tired and nauseous all the time." Don't worry, John. Everything will be Okay. Just keep taking your medicine." There were four pills on the food tray."You look pretty. Did you get your hair done?" Yeah, I am glad you noticed. Butter is taking me to the Pig Pen tonight and tomorrow we are going up to Hershey. Should I bring something back for you?" No. I'm good." We sat quietly for a few minutes while I.