“Not just yet. Probably later.”“Sounds very mysterious! He’s home all afternoon tomorrow. I’ll let him know you called. You want him to call...you?”I thought a second and answered, “No, I’ll call him. After one, okay?”“Should be. After one our time. I’ll let him know you called. Give Kelly our love. You need to come out and visit sometime.”We said our good-byes and hung up.Wednesday morning, I drove down to Sullivan Springs early in the morning. Dom Ballantine greeted me and brought me into his. Bending me over the desktop, I put my hands on the top of the desk as Mark moved my ankles further apart. I loved it when Mark took charge like this, and my pussy was dripping in excitement. I looked over my shoulder and I could see the lust in his eyes. "Turn around - no looking!" he said, swatting my ass. I let out a small yelp at the stinging from my ass and did as he told me. Facing forward, I felt Mark's strong hands roaming up and down my legs and across my ass. Then he reached between my. "Have you seen Daddy today?" Mary told her she had not. Itwas then when Jenny's phone rang. "Daddy, where are you?" she askedwithout even a hello. A confused look came over her face "OK. We willsee you two there. Bye" She hangs up the phone I ask her what was goingon. She looks at me and then over at Katie. "He is riding in with Dannyand they will see as at the restaurant." We all shake our heads a bit,before heading over to Sally's for lunch. Just as we were seated, Martyand Danny came. Not much variety mind you, always paints a version of the same setting, but so damn good. And prolific. Just give it a bit of daylight and a break from the wind or rain, and it’s on the job early doors. Works all day too. Old man river artist is at the height of his powers today. Here the canvas is perhaps forty yards wide and long as you like. Maybe it’s more like fifty. These distances on water always fuck me up. I remember as a kid when Dessie (McNaughton) and I had tried to race across the.