I looked at Mr. Oldham and seeing that although he was dressed casually in a summer suit he was wearing a tie. "Summer dress codes are stupid," I obje...ted, before heading for the stairs. I found an ugly tie that definitely didn't match my blazer. Suzanne's only reaction was to grimace.We got a table that overlooked the swimming pool and I played a little game, trying to remember the names of the girls in the pool from three years before when I was home for the whole summer.Mr. Oldham was. ''Oh' I responded, with a slight sigh.He caught that, and said 'Why honey, did you think I meant it?' 'Sort of.' I replied'Oh, no, I didn't mean to offend you, sweetheart.' he added.'I'm not offended, Grandpa, I guess I thought, you know, maybe you would.' I offered. There was a pause for a few moments before he said 'Why? Is that something you would like?' in a quizzical way, not sure if he fully followed the conversation we wer having.I paused for a moment again, and thought to myself 'Would. While I clean the visible residue of cum from between your legs, the brush of soft cotton makes you quiver and moan yet again. Finally I had you dressed, smoothed down and presentable, albeit quivery.Opening the truck door, I help you step down. Holding you tight when your knees threatened to buckle, I laugh softly in your ear at your still-dazed expression. Walking you around to the passenger side door, I smile at the men who still stood there, watching us. You blush, realizing this group of. She hit you first, didn't she? And secondly, I actually did kind of expect her to do something. At least I knew she wouldn't give up that monthly check without a fuss. But don't you worry, Caleb, she won't dare come back here again. Just to make sure, I'll tell Bill Simpson and see if he can't get some kind of a restraining order against her. That way, if she comes back, she'll be arrested."Caleb considered that for a moment, then said, "Well, I guess I don't wanna see her hauled off to jail,.