With one hand on Brenda's tit and one on her pussy and her stroking my cock, neither of us lasted long. She let go of the raft and when it looked like...we'd sink, she joined me in treading water while we held each other. "I swear, Brian, the next time he breaks up with me, I'm going to fuck you. He's over there trying to get it on with Rhonda." What!?" I turned to get away from Brenda, but she wrapped her legs around me and almost drowned both of us."Rhonda has it under control. Let her handle. It's small, but it's home." She then unlocked the door and gestured for him to follow as she headed directly to the computer.Once she sat down and plugged in the camera, Karen explained, "It will take a couple of minutes to download from the camera, and then a few more to burn the DVD."Leo pulled off his jacket. "Glad you know what you're doing, 'cause I got no clue." He laughed and added, "Everybody keeps telling me I need to learn how to work one of those things, but I like to work with my. What if we set a few nights a week to practice together?”“I’d be into that,” I agreed.“How about now?”“Nah, I’m going to print these pictures, or it’s never going to happen.”“Ooh, solo party in the darkroom on a Saturday night? How exciting.”“Whatever,” I sniffed. “Anyway, it won’t take long, and then I’m going to head to Brian’s to relax and take a break from all this damn work.”“That’s cool, I was just teasing. I’m going out too, so I can’t rehearse either. Pete should be here in a few. She began to walk towards the house, the sun warmed her and a cool spring breeze licked at her cheeks.She walked up the stairs that lead to the front door of the house. A bird which had been sitting on the white railing of the wrap around porch that surrounded the house flew away. Mary stopped at the top stairs, and bent down just enough to gently touch and smell the purple pansies that were residing in the pot where the railing met the stairs. She, with her mother’s help, had planted them and.