It read, ‘Love your beer, Will! Hope you enjoyed the Show, Opry House, Houston. ‘76.‘ It was signed, ‘Rock on, Don Felder, the Eagles‘.“Th...s is a signed by Don Felder ... the Eagles’ Don Felder!” I exclaimed as I squatted and stared at the signed guitar.“Didn’t he play that guitar at their June, ‘76 concert, Daddy?” Sam asked.“That’s the one, Baby,” her dad replied and then picked up the guitar by its six-string neck. “I’ve rarely played it since Don gave it to me after that concert in Houston.. His hand rested gently on one of myfalse breasts and I closed my eyes and imagined what that would feel likeif it were real. Mark would kiss the top of my head every few minutes. Ifound my arm resting on the top of his leg and I was absent-mindedlystroking his thigh with my hand.Less than half way through the movie I found myself much more interested inMark than I was in Marilyn Monroe on the TV. We started kissing likemaniacs. Our tongues in and out of each other's mouths. Mark's hands ran. She normally kept it tied in a ponytail but occasionally she would let it glide free down over her shoulders. Her eyes were a deep blue to match the azure of an alpine lake.One of her favorite places to visit was a small lake up near the timberline. It was fed from runoff of the melting glacier. After a hot dusty hike the chilling water cascading down into the lake was a welcome refreshment. Afterwards she would lie in the cool grass of the meadow, soaking up the warm sun.Due to the remoteness. I asked for toilet for peeing. She Showed me the way. I deliberately didn’t lock the door and kept it slightly open. I took out my cock and started masturbation. I could see she was peeping. I slowly stroked my dick. She was loving it. She was pinching her nipples. Suddenly I slipped and fell on the tap and my clothes got wet. I pulled myself back and put my pants and walked out. She was sitting in the same nighty. She saw me wet and offered to wash my dress. She gave me a dhoti. I wore that.