Pat also had a nasty habit of doing things without warning John. John had a flashback of trying to wipe seamen out of his hair with a napkin before go...ng home and using every ounce of shampoo he could find. He usually kept his dark brown hair clipped short but that was still a memory that made him shudder.So he found himself at the small liquor store/gas station near his home just before closing picking out a bottle of alcohol thinking he would have a few drinks, listen to some tunes, and. They walked right up to the bandstand, and it suddenly hit him. It was Charlene and Elaine, from college. He went to the edge of the makeshift stage, and squatted down to greet them. “Hi, Tommy. How’ve you been?” Charlene asked. “I thought you were working for Brown-Bovari.” “I did, for about a year, and then decided ‘screw it’. My dad died, and I inherited enough cash to live on for a few years, so I decided I had to give full-time playing a try. So, for the past three years, that’s all I’ve. .. deep down inside me I'm feeling a desire.I stop walking for a moment, look around - I'm currently in the living room - and I start to think about it.I notice how my dick starts hardening and my body is telling me I want to be deep inside a soaking wet pussy.I'm getting hornier and hornier every second and my HARD dick is pointing to the ceiling!I love this feeling... I can't wait to make a big cum shot! I have to get to my room as fast as possible and release this great tension building in. "What's an 'Owl Walk,' Aunt Steph?" asked Tony."You open your eyes wide, flap your arms and walk like this!" Steph started moving with a rolling, bowlegged gait. "Who! Who! Whoooo...." I hadda open my big mouth." Hey ? my second graders think that's a hoot!" Ouch! Aunt Kate? Any chance we can leave her at those Bear Caves on Tuesday when they have the hike?" Sorry, I don't get bare in public these days, Tony." Jeez. I won't even ask about the Beaver Walk, then." Yeah, let's try that one, Aunt.