I could see a causeway that led out to the island. At the end of the causeway was a one vehicle at-a-time bridge.It was very evident that the water st...etching out in front of us was not the main section of the river. It appeared to be a portion of the river that diverted around the island. Near the bridge was a small park, which contained a picnic table. We stopped for a moment to enjoy the scenery. I enjoyed listening to the lapping of the waves, and the fresh moist smell that was coming off. ?The perfect, line of Petra’s long, long legs had not been spoilt at all by the inclusion of the boots. ?Far from it, they had been enhanced and extended by the tight fitting, lace up boots which edged tightly to just on, or minutely below the knees. The boots, with seven inch heels, forced her feet to arch. The arch, maximized since there was no platform sole to lessen it. The heels very thin, metal tipped forcing a careful balance and the height such that her weight was shifted, and forced. " I led the two of them back and secured the room. "As I'm sure you've heard things did not go as anticipated with Gozaburo." Yeah," Mutou nodded. "We're all real sorry about your Dad." You ok about that?" Honda asked. His expression looked more curious than sympathetic."Yes. Yes, I think I am. My brother is grieving; you may wish to share your condolences with him." I sighed. "I have another issue. Gozaburo ... injured me before he died." I rubbed my neck, thinking of the bruises again."Yeah,. It seemed that I was always doing something - golf, tennis, some variant of work - but my days were always structured so that I had time to fuck at least twice. Most days, it was three or four times. It was usually two of the boys at a time, and three if the twins were involved.My original fear had been that I could never keep up with the pace, but that proved not to be a problem. My recovery time quickly improved, as did my stamina. Plus, the size of my loads increased. Everybody's did which.