On a lipped oven pan. Roast in the oven. Pour the bones and juice in the cooker. Add a splash of cider vinegar, some salt, a medium onion, peeled and ...alved, 2 sticks of celery, including the leaves. 2 medium carrots, peeled and halved, 2 smashed garlic cloves. 1 bay leaf, filtered Water 10-11 cups. Bring up to a boil and pressurize it. Simmer for hours. No peeking. You’ll know by the smell. Strain and discard the solids. Pour into glass jars, chill, toss away the fat and cap the jars,. I reach the end of your legs and start to place kisses up the inside of your leg getting closer to your underwear, you start to lose control of your breathing as I get almost close enough to touch your pussy. I stop short and switch legs, I start to place kisses up your other leg, light touches, and soft lips brushing against your skin. As soon as my head is within your reach you start to run your fingers through my hair, pulling me towards your crotch, I resist and manage to place soft kisses. " You're gay?"Dave almost laughed again. "No, I'm not the type of guy that is into one night stands and I know that is all you really want." It could be more than one night," said Melanie."Two nights? Three maybe? Definitely not more than that. We get off the ship and never see each other after that. No thank you, Melanie. Please, don't take this personally." Fine," spat Melanie. She put her snorkel back in her mouth and swam away.Dave sighed and then put his snorkel back in his mouth and swam. Also Jim was almost fifty years old and never had much interest in his fat and much younger wife. They had been married ten years and he usually put out the effort to have sex maybe once a month at the most. Sometimes he missed a few months and never thought a thing about it. The farm was his passion not his wife.Essie Sorrel on the other hand liked the thought that someone found her attractive and even desirable yet. Her husband sure as hell didn't anymore. Not that he ever did all that much..