"Doris looked at the address. "Three Hills Cottage," she read. "Where in the world is that?"Mildred got to her feet, strolled to the window. "Look!" S...e pointed to the end of the grounds; there was a gap in the line of trees and three small hillocks were visible. "It's on the slope of the middle hillock," Mildred explained. "You can't see it from here; it's a small stone cottage." What's he like?"Mildred looked at Doris. "Barney Macallister?" she laughed. "He's an elderly eccentric--lived at. You guys want something to drink?" he said. "No thanks I just wanna get baked. Ive had a bad day." she scoffed. "How bout you man? Want a beer?" he eyed me cautiously. "Sure. Why not?" I accepted. "Why dont you go ahead and head on down to the smoke room , Angie? Ill get your old man a beer." he said almost in humor. She gave me a peck on the cheek and headed down the dark hall and out of sight. I sat down on the couch next to two dudes who were already passed. I wondered if they knew how wet it made me just thinking about being with another guy… at the last minute I had decided to wear a light blue silk scarf around my neck. As I walked through the store, I kept feeling like I was being watched.. I chalked it up to being nervous. I felt a hand on my shoulder and a voice say excuse me… I turned and there he was… I think my brain forgot how to make my mouth work. Doing some shopping he asked… as he held the scarf out.. I think this is yours. I smiled. My shorts were kind of loose and I knew that Traci could probably see my cock up the legs of my shorts. The thought of that turned me on. "So what were you saying about me?" I asked innocently"What a great fuck you are." said Lana in her straight forward way. I looked over at Traci and she blushed, but smiled. "Do you need a good fuck Traci?" I asked.Traci looked at me and said, "I do so bad. I haven't gotten laid in forever, and seeing how we are all friends, I think it could be perfect." So.