It flows down from the North Georgia Mountains by way of Lake Lanier. An old timer told me it was a slow catfish river back before they built the dam....However, the water coming out of the lake is cold year round so the river is not much over 50 degrees in the summer. Once the state started stocking it with trout, is become one of the top trout streams in the south east. It is such a resource that some 10,000 acres along the 45 mile stretch of river from Atlanta to the dam at Lake Lanier is park. Nothis usual catch but it was a Wednesday night and he knew he couldn't bepicky. This wasn't a night for the thrill of the chase. This was a humpday hookup and he needed to score. The week had been long enough, and heknew he wasn't going to make it through he rests of it without some kindof satisfaction.Kevin finished button up his shirt, socks on, he grabbed his jeans andshimmied into them. They seemed really tight in the calves for a momentbut loose everywhere else. As he buttoned them up. " With no further ado she released me, and without stopping to explain why, she stripped off her top and then stooped down and hauled me across her shoulders in a fireman's carry."What the fuck!" Relax, babe, I got you." She slapped my ass. "Comfy?" No, goddamn it! You have bony bloody shoulders." You are too skinny, but let's try this." She shifted me so I was dangling over just one shoulder with my face level with her breasts. "Better?" You are one crazy bitch, you know that don't you? But,. It was quite warm, yet her nipples were hard. He stepped in and pulled the screen door shut. Darlene's expression was one of determination or anger. He asked, “Where's—”The fuckin' redhead grabbed both sides of his face. “I hope you're not in a hurry.”“No. Why?”“I'm incredibly horny,” Darlene said. “I hope Becky didn't wear you out this morning.”Before he could respond, Darlene yanked his mouth to hers. The tone was immediately established by the kiss. She sucked and bit his lip. He reached.