At the time I was already divorced from my wife and I was a broke bum simple as that.My ex-wife had called me to babysit my daughter so she could g... to a work Christmas party so I came over for free food free cble and beer.Everything was normal my ex-wife like normal acted like a nooty bitch along with her best friend they put me down and laughed at me like normal but like I said earlier I did not care I was a bum with thick skin.They left and it was a normal night my daughter went. I’ll have to do a bit of searching, but I should be able to find a hardwood limb that has a bow that would be acceptable for my needs. Well, I can’t do it tonight, so I suppose I’ll work on my arrows for a while. I’ll put out the rest of the blueberries in the morning if I can find enough flat rocks to dry them on. From what I have read, it will take several days for them to dry in the sun, but all the drying boards I have in here are full, so... Then it hit him. “Shit,” he snarled out,. Oh, how she missed Steve and his loving ways, and especially their nights together! She forced herself to move away and as she did so, was shocked to discover that her panties were wet from thinking about the lovemaking with her husband. She was more aroused now than she had been in a long time, and it caused her to realize that at forty-five she was still a comparatively young woman and still had physical needs. She hurried into the bathroom, her reason for being upstairs, and as she pulled. Dappled on a little cologne and was ready to go. I dressed simple. I was pretty sure I'd be changing shortly after I arrived. I usually do. At exactly 5:54pm (I keep my watch synchronized to the second!) I rang the doorbell. While I wouldn't exactly call Mistress' house a mansion, it was pretty impressive. Huge gated lot. Old Victorian structure, nicely remodeled to preserve its history as well as give it a modern, feel. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long. I didn't. I was pleasantly surprised.