"You know, I almost ranaway to join a carnie myself when I was a boy a year or so younger than mygranddaughter here." You did, Grampa," Helen said. It...was a story she'd never heard before."Why didn't you?" The prettiest girl I ever saw asked me not to," Charlie said. "She saidshe'd miss me. Somehow that took all the fun out of the idea." He smiled,remembering. "So I hung around town for a few years. Then -- as soon as wewere old enough -- I married her."Helen squeezed Charlie's hand. "That --. Posteggio l'auto ed entro in giardino, e con mio stupore vedo gli scuri semichiusi, come quando in casa non ci siamo, di solito se siamo a casa sono sempre aperti...passo davanti alla finestra del salotto, l'occhio mi cade dentro... e... sorpresa!mia moglie e un suo ex-datore di lavoro ( ora ex, al tempo datore ) nudi, con lei inginocchio a succhiarglielo...sono rimasto basito, inebetito, impietrito.mia moglie, la mia donna, mi stava cornificando.ero arrabbiato, il sangue mi ribolliva dentro.... It's not too bad, just boring, although finding stuff for a book might be a little more exciting than the usual litigant request and CYA things for the press. It's all organized well and pretty soon it'll be stored in a computer file, I think at the first of the year. Ross and John have been hard to convince that hard copy storage is 19th century. They'll have a team come in with OCR readers to notate and file electronically. With outsiders in the building the Five will be like old ladies. I was afraid of what this might mean. However, when Melanie slipped a finger under my sack and began to probe my nether crack with index finger, I knew I was goner. She had found my puckered hole and began to lightly caress it, smearing a little of my precum over the pinkish star. Honey, tell me the truth, do you look at her? At this point she quickly stuck the finger that shed just been massaging my butthole with into my mouthswirling it like some nasty popsicle over my tongue and lips, and.