.I was kind broke at the moment as I was still catching up from missing Marks financial help. There was also a nice vodka packed stint of drinking an... ordering dinner out. . I had two choices of garages that were within blocks and easy to walk to. I had no desire to lug a battery back let alone a gas can. Looking down at my attire, I grabbed my bag and decided to get a good deal from pervy Peter Anderson. He was always crude and rude but gave me a good deal, and I was obviously on a role. I said, "Whose friend are you anyway, offering me to a delivery boy?"She answered, "When you sin, you do penance. Be glad I didn't spank you." She giggled. "Be glad he didn't ask to spank your bare butt."I gasped. The idea of his large hand slapping my bare bottom ran through my head and did not make me cringe at all. I must have thought about that too long before Charlene said, "You should see your face. I think you'd like his hand smacking your butt."I had a weird feeling. If he told me that. He wanted more. A lot more. His brain stopped working when he walked into the girls’ room. He hadn't expected to walk in to this, but his former thoughts were all but gone; they were jumping into the deep end, immediately. Grace was splayed out on the bed, slender legs wide and bent, exposing her beautifully shaved mound to her siblings standing at the edge of the bed. Mark was still gawking while Heather was explaining to him what he was supposed to do. There was a slight rosy color. The touch of his hand was like lightening through her stomach. He slowly moved his hand away but could not get over the tingle in his fingers.As they left her condo, Sloan was careful to pull the door closed and locked it. Small lighthouse path lights lit the boardwalk. They were staggered on both sides of the boardwalk so there was constant light as they walked. There were many decorative lights throughout the garden area and several tall lights on the tree side, but Sara was still afraid to.