And we didn’t want to expose our girls to the chaos and upheaval that these situations always seem to produce. So the three of us had a good weekend...planned and we enjoyed ourselves quite a bit. I took them to the movies and to the zoo. We had a picnic/tea party in the park and went to the local toy store to get them each something. We had a grand old-time and it kept the girls minds off missing their mother. Things were going all right but Monday was approaching and I would have to go to work.. I need you to carry these to outside and place them in the back of my truck and follow us. So, we all proceed out into the dark and into the truck everyone please follow us up to my house and someone bring one of the cameras. We all get up to the house. I instruct the men to gather up the two dirtbags and follow me. They carry their lifeless and exhausted bodies behind me. We walk into the pool area where I say toss these two sorry asses in the shallow end. They hit the water and you can here. She said everything sexily. “Champ and I were out for a walk and we stopped by to say hi. I hope that’s ok.” Just as she said that, Champ jumped down and bolted into the house. Kendra quickly apologized, and Roger let her in so they could catch the dog. He was corralled pretty easily, and Roger, not sure of what to make of the whole thing (did his hot neighbor just come by for a “booty call?”) offered her some wine. She accepted, and Roger grabbed a shirt and opened a bottle. The two made. Like only once in the centuries old "la Perverchère", at the top of a long slow sloped hill with a lawn like in Londons Wimbledon.For atmosphere and a more even distrution among both sexes, we both prefer those in France, like 'her' EGC of 1987 at another Campus:: Baking in the late Spring or early Summer sun, several séduisantes Françaises, des amies des joueurs dans les salles dedans, leurs soeurs et pétites filles en bikini, monokini ou complètement sans! Car nous sommes entre nous, en.