I remember the milk from the bottle,With the yummy cream on the top,Our dinner came hot from the oven,And not from a freezer; or shop.The kids were a ...ot more contented,They didn’t need money for kicks,Just a game with their friends in the road,And sometimes the Saturday flicks.I remember the shop on the corner,Where biscuits for pennies were soldDo you think I’m a bit too nostalgic?Or is it ... I’m just getting Old?Bathing was done in a wash tub,With plenty of rich foamy sudsBut the ironing. I was also happy that being naked she in fact never worried to much and carried on chatting asking why i was there . I gave her some fish and she left.Fast forward the following day and my fishing gear was packed and i only had the last couple of cans so it was two or three hours getting the sun before moving on.One quick dip in the river and then stretch out to dry off.Watch as the water evaporates from my body and my dick stiffens , the purple head is shining in the sunlight. Guess who. The pups tore after them in their gangly way. I was laughing so hard after three of them collided, I didn't hear the door open and Matt come out."Do you like them?" he said.Turning I looked at Matt and replied, "I love them, Jason. I wish we could take one with us."Matt walked over and put his arm around me and looked down into my eyes, and said, "Pick one. He or she is yours for your birthday." WHAT!" I screamed and jumped up on him. My legs wrapped around his waist and I started kissing him. When Linda leaned across my lap and began licking her, Libby turned around in the front seat and got on her knees to watch. Alan took the opportunity to slide his hand up her skirt. Needless to say, we arrived after a seemingly short ride.Passing through a neighborhood of palatial homes, we pulled up to an ornate iron gate with a gatehouse manned by a uniformed guard. He apparently knew Bill and passed us through. A valet offered to park the car, but Joyce and Linda objected. When Bill parked,.