May be I had been too strict not to let the kids date. But am I too late? I was just speechless. After thinking a lot I saw the watch, 3 hours had pas...ed. I went downstairs into the living room and saw the kids watching T.V. like always. Good afternoon Dad. Carol said. Ummm. Yeah, yeah Good afternoon I said. I didnt have the courage to scold them anymore. I really needed to talk to someone. Yeah Dad, you are early today, when did you get back? Kevin asked. Just a few moments ago. One of our. One of these days though, I will march straight to the closet in my bedroom, open the secret little compartment at the back and get the package that has been sitting there for nearly eight years. I will tear open the light cardboard box, take away the plastic and I will marvel at the cock in my hand. The rubber cock would be cold, very cold, from being all alone in his small, dark house for years but I will warm it up in my hands until it has taken on my body temperature. I would suck it, as if. Johnny and I woke up and had breakfast. Johnny said that he was going into town for something so I decided to clean the house. I had finally got the house clean after about three hours. I thought that since Johnny was not back yet that I would go to the beach and suntan nude to get rid of my tan lines. I put on my bikini and grabbed my iPod, beach towel, and sunglasses. I went down to the beach and spread out my beach towel and stripped off my bikini, put on my sunglasses and put my ear buds. “Jislaik!” he said when I finished the long, sorry tale and he’d taken down all the details. His accent grew thicker as he mentally geared himself up. “You don’t mess about when you get yourself into problems, hey? Okay, sit vas ou kerel, and I’ll get things moving for you. I was wondering why the hell you didn’t turn up to those meetings in Nashville. Those bliksems were real snotty when they phoned to complain about you wasting their precious time. But don’t hassle about it, boetie. I’ll make.