Continuing with my chores I glanced back in Liza’s direction catching her watching me intensely, it looked as if she had her shorts unbuttoned with ...he fly spread wide and fondling herself with one hand. Moving out of her direct view and positioning myself so I could get a good look at her without her knowledge. I found myself breathless; she made no attempt to hide her actions, clearly she was fondling her clit and fingering that tight young pussy. Once more this girl was responsible for my. The seas became higher, powerful triangular waves incessantly pounding against the wooden galleon. They had reached the furthest part south of their journey, and now must head west through the straits. Mendoza would be on watch for the next 4 days and nights. The wind and rain was near perishing, and as nightfall approached the freeze began. They had sailed into the straits, and at present, were slightly protected from the wind by huge glaciers and piles of rocks either side. Mendoza took a. . oh and some quiet time with his live in girlfriend. He parked the car in the drive, grabbed his bags from the boot and strolled into the house already relaxing as he went. As he entered he called out just in case Jane had returned from her trip and as he heard her reply he smiled. It sounded like she was already enjoying the late afternoon warmth from the patio. "ill be right there" he shouted as he took the stairs two at a time.. he wanted to get showered and changed quickly so he could. I realized that I had no clue what my grandmother did on a daily basis.Where would we be going? But, I reassured myself, it's not likely Iwould meet anyone from school, just other old people.My grandmother came into the living room eventually, sat down in arecliner, and started crocheting. She had draws full of afghans."I thought we might bake some cookies this afternoon. Does that soundfun?" Yeah. I never pass up cookies." My grandmother always talked to me asif I were two or three years.