243 Winchester with a scope. I am really itching to try this baby out on some real game. I leave the house in the morning and walk down the path towar... the ponds. Around one side of the ponds are some very thick and highly thorned blackberry bushes. As I come to the top of the hill, I can see one of the brunette’s getting a drink at the pond. A beauty like the others, she has smaller tits than most but a very flat stomach and ass. Her calves and thighs have rather well developed muscles kind of. A second from the summer vacation. One last cookbook set.That was it. I looked at the stacks I’d reserved in the back. They were double prints of two rolls I’d shot on the trip. Two color rolls. There were no black-and-white pictures anywhere in the entire order. I flipped through them for the thirty-ninth time, but it was clear that the illicit sets were not here. At the end of one series, there were four photos of Heather sitting on the rocks by the Montauk lighthouse, still clad in her. I laid on my bed trying to get my mind to focus on something non-sexual with Margaret, but the way she looked in her robe prevented that, and I became hard again. After a while, I heard her door open, and she walked into my room. I crossed my legs to hide my erection as she walked in. "Well...what do you think?", she asked. She was stunning - wearing a yellow polyester to-the-knee dress which buttoned up the front, and had a wide patent leather belt at the waist. It had a wide white sailor. Brian has gone with Amanda to make sure she is safe so don't worry about him. We are on vacation and you should loosen up a little." We are not on vacation, we are on a honeymoon. Brian has the hots for Amanda and I know you are okay with that. I'm not. I went through hell for a year protecting her, and I'm wondering right now if it was all worth it. Do you think you and Linda are safe enough here?" Of course, why?" I'm going up and find me a gambling joint. Maybe I can forget that my wife is.