"Only if you don't know what you're looking for," I said."Morning, David," Sam said as he got close enough."Morning, Sam. Bit off your beaten track," ... replied."I was coming up to see you, but heard you from a mile away and wondered who it was," he replied."Bit of catching up to do what with making time for my family," I replied. "This is my youngest, Laurel." Pleased to meet you, bonny lass," Sam greeted her."Pleased to meet you too, Mr..." she began."Oh, it's just Sam between you and me,. . I'm getting a fax!"This one is compliments of DomThis from a poster I came across. I had to hold down the laughter because I was around polite company."I am sick and tired of answering questions about my dog! Yes, he mauled six people wearing Trump T-shirts, four people wearing Hillary T-shirts, 2 other Independent voters, nine teenagers wearing pants down past their crack, three flag-burners, and a Pakistani Uber driver during a holiday high fee time of year.For the last time, THIS DOG IS. "Oh, yeah. Like there's none of my friend's you'd like to fuck," she responded. "I saw how hard your dick got every time Rachel bent over to give you a drink in that low-cut dress at Tony's party last week. Don't tell me you weren't thinking about how much you'd like to reach into her top and pull one of her boobs out and suck on her nipple." "Well actually I wasn't thinking about that at all," I replied. "Sure," she responded, acting as if she was more disgusted by my denial than she would. I knew it was wrong, and that Sara would never forgive me, but I was going to fuck her sister. Luckily for me Sara and Beth decided to go out shopping so I could finally get some work done, and distract myself from thinking of Beth’s mouth. Around nine Sara said she needed to go to bed for work in the morning, and I got up to go with her like a good husband should. I knew that tomorrow I was not going to be so good. When I woke up the next morning the house was quiet, and I knew Sara had.