He arrived to see his gran hanging out the washing and waved hello before going into the house to put his bag in the guest room. He put his clothes in...o the wardrobe and hid his stash of porn mags under the bed, a vital supply as he hadn't been able to ease his rampant libido for fear his mother might hear him — he couldn't face any awkward questions from her at present. His friend, Paul, had gone on holiday for a week and Jimmy needed to get his rocks off before he exploded. Another good. We are talking a woman here, one who will practically have to be my mate Living in close proximity will almost demand that. The 'other people' are five miles away, the Cro-Magnons twelve.I can easily visit the other people and be back in two days, which is as long as I will feel comfortable being away from the chickens and dogs. I can't take the dogs because I have no ideas what I will come across. Twelve miles across country seems like quite a distance. Leaving the dogs inside for three days. . in the case of lodge construction those holes a perfect for staking the cover to the ground ... the unscraped hide makes a ledge of thicker hide that stops tearing.After the fat and meat is gone, the hide is turned over and the hair is removed ... including the follicles ... the little black dots that denote hair side from flesh side.Properly done the hide is thin and translucent. A lodge is light and airy ... not cave dark. The hide is hide, not leather. Leather is tanned.Starting with the. "You look stunning." Debbie came up to her daughter's room."I don't know, I wish I had something that showed a bit more..." Justine motioned down at her breasts as she looked over at her mother.Justine had always felt that she could ask her mother anything, something that Debbie had felt proud of."Trust me, you don't need to show anymore to get a guy's attention." Debbie told her daughter as she knew what she was talking about.Downstairs the doorbell rang as Harold Jensen, Justine's father.