I walked along the footpath, with my binoculars in one hand and my camera around my neck. Something rustled in the nearby bushes and I stalked whateve... it could be. My binoculars were against my eyes and I scanned the bushes, I found the bird rather quickly. Could it be I thought? Yes, it’s a ptarmigan a bird that I came to see. I set my camera up and a few minutes later I had a series of pictures. I carried on and rounded a corner, I stopped in my tracks, there’s a bird of prey on a branch two. I could smell the unmistakable rubber sole which was now exposed because of the excessively worn cotton solepad.Though my mind fought to protect my image and commanded my lips to protest, my eyes betrayed me as beyond my best effort, I could not look away. I was entranced. I knew what the girls were thinking and I did not want them to know but I was losing my concentration for what they were saying and I could feel my fear and inhibition give way to my lustful hunger for those steamy wet. If I had to hazard a guess, he was a gym buddy Mom must’ve befriended.And invited over for some fun.I shuddered. How long was this going on for? What if I didn’t make a surprise drop in?I was about to stop this madness, push open the door and tell the asshole to get out of my house.But then she said something.“Scott, do you think you can do me a favour?”“What is it, Mrs Smith?”Mom climbed onto him until she was practically straddling him. She reached down and hooked her fingers on the hem of. The meal was wonderful, fresh fish, bread, turtle soup, and exquisite wine, no doubt another pieceof booty.I was ravenous, though I used all my capacity of manners, though I wanted nothing more than to dig whole heartedly into everything on the table, it had been ages since I had had a decent meal. The conversation was rather dull, and menial; mainly introductions and the sort. Once the meal was done Captain Anthrop bid me join him for tea in his quarters. I agreed, of course, after all I was.