She was the victim of a hoax.What else could it be? *** After a few hours of welcome distraction, Leslie was back on the road, headingdown pastoral ...oute 29 towards Charlottesville. It was turning dark, not thatshe minded driving at night; in many respects, it was usually more peaceful.But on this particular night, a sense of dread crept into her mind. It didn'tmatter what music she played on the junk cassette player or whether the windowswere up or down. That uneasy feeling nibbled then. We already knew what would happen. They would grumble, Riley more than her brother, and they would agree to share a room. The idea that one of them would stay behind while the other went to the Caribbean was anathema! Riley caved the next morning.Mom and Dad took Barney while we were gone. That worked out well, since Barney’s main occupation was napping, which matched up with Gomer’s ambitious nature. Gomer was their eleven-year-old basset-beagle mix. My parents promised to walk Barney around. (She is my moms best friend, and the same age as her) She kissed my neck, smiled and reached down my pants and grabbed my hard cock. I didn’t know what was happening and it felt strange, but I was loving every moment of it ! I stood up, grabbed her hand and asked if she would like to come in and have something to drink, and without waiting for her answer, I started going towards the house. I sad come in, There is no one home. As we were walking in I could not stop looking at her and thinking. No wonder I'm humming along with Mozart on the way to work. I'm even impervious to the normal assortment of clueless morons on the road. When I walk through the door whistling, heads turn.Ron noticed. "Your step's awfully springy for the second day in a row, Chuck." I'm liking my life, buddy."Carl was next. "Honeymooners. Hmmph!" Jealousy is a terrible emotion," I countered.Didn't get Jenn for lunch. Clients require attention, and for many of them, that attention comes in the form of lunch. The.