“What a nice young man.”“They’re both eighteen.” The defensiveness in my voice surprised me.“Are you jealous?”“No,” I said. “Are y...u?” She responded by sliding her hand from my jaw, down to my chin, to my chest. Her fingers spread as she found my nipple and gently tweaked it. She moved down to my belly, and I expected her to make her way to my pants and lay her hand over my rapidly deploying cock. Instead, she playfully stuck a finger inside my shirt and into my belly button and. .. before we got back to our talks of a forthnightLisa Love has my mind playing that old soul song over and over: "I've got Georgia on my mind"Lisa Love lives in a country where wine was invented and still has hundreds of different g****sLisa Love lives in a country where the first Lady was a countrywoman of me, slender smart SandraI often have an old soul song on my mind by Ray Charles "Georgia on my mind", read lots about itI often wonder about the same question,why can't she get back at me. Not much sleuthing on my part, more stumbling around a foreign landscape talking with people from another culture. Alice in Wonderland.Except. The diamonds for guns rumors had originated with my search for Dixie Wexler. That particular whisper included Neo-Nazi camps, some of which Wexler had visited as an emissary for the Meriwethers. For whom he may or may not still be working.In a way, two completely different sources — haters and Hasidim— might possibly be intertwined. If diamonds were. ”“It’s looking much better, too,” answered Ron. “And that is from both a medical and horny young man point of view.”“We’ll take care of the horny part later,” said Judy. “Why don’t we change and relax in the hot tub before supper? Kevin and Julie should be down soon. They were on the phone with her parents up at the lodge when we left.”Sara came out onto the deck carrying three robes. She handed a short, white robe to Joan, and another, similar robe to Judy. The larger, flannel robe she.