Lake Marion is a big lake near the town of Santee in South Carolina. My first day on the lake, I did well. Caught four nice sized bass and threw three...of them back so they could grow a little more. I shared dinner with the three families camped near me and swapped some nice stories. Over the next few days we shared more fish, more stories and became friends. On the twentieth of October I was sitting in my boat near the edge of the lake, casting into a shady spot when my cell phone rang. It. "The British?" No! The fire started on the south bank. It must have been an accident," Said Miriam setting down her bag."Or god-damned cowardice!" snarled Rebecca, forgetting for the moment Madam Kitty's detestation of strong language. "That rotten cunt-struck gutless s.o.b. we call a pres..." Enough!" snapped the madam. "Rebecca, you know I will not tolerate that sort of talk! And in particular you know how much I abominate the use of the 'C' word!"Rebecca bit her tongue and muttered an. Even wearing her night shirt she looked amazing. Trying to tell himself his thoughts where wrong but after last night's actions he knew this was pointless now he had step over the line and didn't see any reason to stop. Reassuring himself that she didn't say anything and didn't stop him . He hadn't actually hurt her had he. He had just stroked her legs. Maybe a little higher then he should have but he couldn't resist them. As she stood there total oblivious to Johns stares he also noticed how. I thought you might be here this morning after all your complaining of how far behind you were with the paperwork. How's it going, " he asked letting his eyes drift down to her massive chest and the cleavage she allowed to show."Actually I just got here myself, " she replied knowing he was checking her out. She loved it when she caught him staring at her chest. "Was there a special reason for you to come here on Saturday?" Uh, well yes, " he said clearing his throat. "I was checking the.