Kim got to my house on time and we walked over to the park to start our jog. It being mid-week there were no cars in the parking lot and we didn’t ...ee anyone on the trails. We started jogging me leading the way along the trail, we needed to stop a few times because Kim was starting to get nervous and kept asking questions about what to expect from the guys. I tried to get her to relax as much as possible, but I also think that she was getting horny just thinking about what was going to. ’ ‘I do but she’s married and on her own now.’ ‘She still lives in the D.C. area?’ ‘Richmond. She was married three years ago and is expecting a baby in five months.’ ‘A proud granddad, I’m guessing.’ She grinned. ‘Exactly. I just wish her mom was here to see it.’ ‘Maybe she is, who knows.’ He paused and then replied, ‘Your right, of course. Who knows?’ Kevin and Erin glanced at each other and smiled. They were quickly seated by a young lady who took their orders for Tiger beer. The local. They look oily and delicious and my manhood stirs again, this time going to rock hard. You laugh as you see a very obvious bulge rising in the fabric of my towel. I smile back and reach over to kiss you, letting one hand glide over cheek, down your neck to the front of your left breast, cupping as much of it that fits in my hand and gently pinch your nipple. You moan into my mouth, pressing your body to mine. Unconsciously you separate your legs and start gyrating your hips, sweat and steam. ”“Are you feeling better?”“Do I sound better?”“Yes. Your stops since Epsilon have sounded more like my Dad. The one with a PSM and a scar on his left arm.”“Yes. Hunting kangaroo and monitor for the band was public service, I suppose.”“Well, then. Give the health service ten thousand in memory of Rowena Scott Hollister.”“Really?”“Didn’t mom treat Jimmy? Didn’t mom teach bush medicine? Wasn’t mom nungungi?”“Right. Thank you. Sometimes you really are nungungi.”“You took me out to Charleville and.