"Why would I want to see a rust bucket from fifty years ago?" Ana asked."I think you will be surprised," I said as I took the exit for the USS Alabama...memorial.I followed the road to the Wal-Mart that I remembered when I came through last time. Pulling into the parking lot, I stopped the RV next to a Jamboree GT RV, and shut down. Ana was ahead of me, as I extended the slide-outs as we stepped out of the vehicle."Shit, forgot my wallet," I said as I went back inside, and picked up my wallet. Stepping out naked, I covered my crotch. Dav laughed and said, it's just us here. The water felt good as I swam. Dav said, you want to jump off my shoulders. Sure, I said quickly. As he dipped down, I climbed up on his back and shoulders. He stood up quickly and launched me a few feet forward. Again, I yelled. Soon I forgot we were naked. After a few more jumps Dav pulled me to him. I need to rest a minute, Dav said. I put my arms around his neck and he supported me with his hands cupping my. I felt his tongue exploring my lips and willingly opened my lips our tongues met and sparks flew. I knew he was the ONE.We stepped back on our chairs and Jim asked can we go to your backyard? I giggled and with wine glasses we walked to my backyard. Jim stood admiring the backyard and I again thanked him. It was then Jim took out joints shall we get high? I giggled and took the joint. We sat on the yard couch our bodies nearly touching and sending those signals which drive away any hesitations.. Odd behavior, thought I.Her husband proved to be a soft, fat man of middle years, balding and wattle-chinned. He looked up at me with distain and barely touched my hand when we shook and were introduced."How did it go?" his wife asked as we walked back toward their home."Slow, slow," he said. "I'll have to work them harder before Easter." But that Rogers boy just left," she said.He grunted.After an almost-silent meal, he departed in his light buggy, off to another of his curatures. The woman.