As evening came, lights automatically came on so Mark continued to work. After a while Babs came out of the house and called to him. “Don’t you th...nk it might be quitting time? It looks like you made some good progress today.”“I guess I did. The evening air was so refreshing and there was plenty of light so I just kept going.”“Come in and have some dinner with us. You have done enough for today.”Mark had dinner with Babs and Trish and they talked about several things they found they had in. I couldn't help but be impressed by how big and strong he looked. He wasso much bigger and stronger than me, it made me weak at the knees andgave my stomach butterflies."So," he said to me, "we going to do this or what?" Of course we were," I told him with a huge smile. "What do you think Ibrought you out here for?I dropped to my knees, down onto the cool grass. Good thing my skirt wasshort today, I'd hate to get it stained.I blinked. Of course it was short, it always was. With legs like. Mostly that had started happening after the divorce, along with the occasional grey hair.Her ex had been a philandering bastard, but of course it was all Karen's fault. She had not been interested in him, he said, she had never wanted sex, he said. Karen couldn't exactly argue with him on that point: she did try to enjoy it when he was lying on top of her, grunting and ramming his _thing _into her. But she always felt like Sally Albright sitting in Katz's Delicatessen when she made the noises. I guess I started looking at her in a sexual manner once I started secondary school. I was one of the few people in my year that had not been exposed to sex so when my friends used to talk about wanking I was clueless and would just nod along. But it did however, get me curious. So I decided to ask what it was and was a bit shocked at the answer I received but my curiosity grew stronger.The family holiday was approaching and we were finally told that we would be going to portugal. I really.