He always seemed glad to give it to her.I had breakfast and then said, “I’m leaving for the lake for the day.”Mom said, “Take Mary with you, M...ke.”I grimaced. Mary said, “Bro’, I won’t bother you. I just want to fuck and swim.”Mom smiled. She said, “Good. It’s my day to be gang banged. They tend to be rough. Also, if your sister is here, they will want her rather than me.”I knew mom valued her gang bangs. Sis and I left for the lake with towels and a cooler with drinks and food.We were among. There was one guy that just made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up on end. I never quite got a straight answer out of him. He was big and strong; not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes they were as gentle as kittens when in a scene. But I could sense an inner rage just below the surface of this one. We met at a restaurant, and I left him there right after the main course, and after we had ordered dessert. I went to 'powder my nose' and never looked back. But I was nervous enough to. "That was just plain mean," I told her."No it wasn't, leaving her dangling would have been meaner. Right now, mike has you three to help him through this and in a few days he won't. You can let him keep this privately and let it eat at him or you can support him. It is your choice," she argued."I'll tell you what is my choice," and I pulled out an engagement ring. "It is my choice to have you as my wife. If you will stop all this sexing around. Can you make that kind of commitment to me?" Yes,". He was in Mitchell just past eleven. He located the office of the Maranoa Council, staffed by a solitary middle-aged woman.“I’m trying to gather information about a property.”“What’s its number?”“I don’t know. Do you have a map?”“Over there, under the glass.”There was a large sheet map. He located the A2 and the property. He wrote down the number and went back to the counter. “It’s 37-393.”“Oh. The old sheep run. Bloke died a few years ago. He never made a go of it.”“Any money owing on.