" So, can't actors write?" Maybe, but writers can't act." Why not?" She was amused by that discussion, in her best mood."Because. I can't act." So wha...? Maybe other writers can." Right. I don't think so." Welles could." Welles was a genius," I replied."Oh, right, and you are not. Now I get it." I jumped over her, and we played body games for a few minutes. Athena was ticklish."Stop it!" She said, still laughing. "I can't breathe!"I relished, leaving her quiet. I watched her, for a long time,. When this young woman came in that I guessed to be a university student, yet she dressed with class. A tight white sweater, short skirt that showed off her long tanned shapely legs (my weakness.) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the way she moved her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will curl a girl's toes. No rings she. "Lets head out and see what's new around us," said Nathan now smiling also."First thing we need to do is get me some different clothes. Most of what I owned was designed and cut to be worn by the Sisters as a noticeable uniform and we shouldn't take the chance that someone might recognize you and my former clothing and put two and two together," smiled Ariel.She wrapped her cloak around her to hide her light brown leather vest and leather pants. The cloak was long enough to almost cover down to. I even jerked off to many pregnant adult movies growing up. I had never seen such a perfect pregnant MILF, especially one this close. My mind was racing with things I wanted to do with her.We sat in my back yard and talked for more than 2 hrs. I lost track of time with my food. I ate my crusty steak after they left. The potato and corn was good however. Doug and Tammy were expecting there first k**. That had been married for about two years. They moved in next door about two year ago.