The horse, the four mules, the cow, a few chickens, and the hound made up the stock. The freshly planted garden rounded out the scene.Inside the house... Jim was getting ready to make the monthly trip into the town about fifteen miles away. Alice, who was about as pregnant as any woman could get, waddled around getting a substantial breakfast together. While she was about it, she made up a package of food for Jim to take with him; he expected to eat at the saloon in town, but no sensible person. We went downstairs, after we got dressed, and had another beer They both indicated they enjoyed it and she saw me to the door and gave me a big kiss and thanked me as I left. We met once again a number of months later and this time we just stayed in the living room of the cottage using the settee. Bob again just watched as Alison and I got undressed and started to enjoy each others body.I lay on the settee and she played with my cock and sucked it. I asked Bob if he was going to join us and he. “Oh shit! Is my stuff still up there?” “Nah, I got it for you.” I sat down. “Whew! Thanks, man. I owe you.” “Don’t worry about it. So what happened?” After telling him my story, I put my head back and drifted off, still dressed in wrinkled club attire. As it turned out, I wasn’t even the last one to board the bus. Some other moron had overslept worse than me, so I wasn’t the main asshole. Things worked out. I was on my way to Norway.NorwayThough the most conservative and expensive of the Nordic. Her mother was short.I mean like real short. I remembered wondering if she would qualify as a true "little person" or just a normal woman with a very short stature. Her father was taller than me and he had a pronounced "beer belly" that made the rest of his features pale in comparison."So, this is the famous Harry. You shouldn't be a stranger to our table, young fellow. Mama makes the best stuffed cabbage in New York City."I was a little uncomfortable but played along with the best of.