She looked at me “Honey I said is it a good idea to set up tent hear? Are we allowed to?” She said “Yes, should not be any problems, besides the...e is nobody around here.” Let's hope it’s stays like it because it is magical.I asked her any plans for breakfast? She said “Yes sure breakfast in 30 minutes.”I looked back to see what my son was doing, but he was nowhere to be seen. It took me 5 minutes to track him down, pumping his stick behind the tree in the woods. Not knowing area and what. It was only after her actual conversation that he recognized the same language people had used fifty years ago to answer the phone. He was fascinated by the radio, and spent literally hours sitting hunched by one, hopping from station to station as he explored what to him was the amazing variety of sounds the little box would produce. Conversely, television didn't much interest him. The programs his great granddaughters watched horrified him. The ones their mothers liked seemed empty and. I turned around to face him again what about the lehenga madam? Is it alright? It’s fine, but it is very low waist and sort of pressing against my hip bones and let me see and he knelt down and his face was right at the level of my pussy. He traced the waistline of the lehenga and said you have worn your panty also at the same level madam it is your panty that’s hurting your soft skin but I can’t wear them any lower than this and well that’s the whole point madam.You don’t need to wear any. “Well, I have an even better idea. Apply for licenses for the three of you before you get legally divorced from Ginger. Then you don’t have to wait and it will be abundantly clear that you’re deliberately creating a case ... plus, I don’t know if Ginger really wants a divorce. I mean, come on, let’s be honest. She could have gotten a divorce without you and not said another thing to you. She bothered to track your ass down, Sir! Think on that, George! The woman still loves you at least a little.