The old, restored chateau at the edge of Paris delighted everyone. They would remain there for a week before beginning the tour in Britain. Days explo...ing Paris. Evenings rehearsing. Some nights they worked late, Eddie using his studio to record the new MIRE songs and Rhonda’s newest songs. Other nights they’d return to Paris to enjoy the nightlife. At least the adults, although Charlie joined them a couple times. It wasn’t exactly a respite before the tour began. But it did create a creative. It was never stated, but he knew that his dad lived with the frustration of not knowing how his brother, Jim’s uncle, had stepped onto the wrong path and checked out on life. If he couldn’t understand how it happened, how could he protect his son and ensure that he didn’t make the same mistakes?When the cookers were originally unloaded, it had taken both Jim and his father to get them out of the truck. It was barely a struggle now to get them out on his own. Jim had become even more fanatical. He got me to make out with him and I remember tasting the booze when he did. He then got me onto the bed and climbed on top of me to fuck my mouth, which lasted about 2 minutes and then he popped his wad all over my face. So, at least dad didn’t have to wait too long until I came back out to go home!I also had to work some double-shifts there, where I’d bus tables in the evening which would end at around 2am and then have to get up and go to work the breakfast rush, starting at 7am. So, the. I’d had day and night dreams about it especially since I peeked through the fence when she was sunning and saw most of it naked one day. I’d envied her husband SOOOO much.He was the reason I was getting the fuck of a lifetime. She’d asked me to come next door on a Saturday. Her son Andy was at football practice and her husband was gone as was the case much of the time lately. She’d met me at the door in a lightweight robe that showed off most of her legs as she led me to the back yard. The way.