So tomorrow around noon at the Pizza Buffet?" I suggested."It will be about 12:30 getting the kids collected after church is not always easy," he said...with a laugh."Fair enough," I said in agreement. I expected it would be more like 1 PM but I said nothing. After all Carlos had several kids.I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which I was tempted to toast in the counter top oven but changed my mind remembering what a mess it made when I grilled it on my George Foreman grill.I found. She fetches me a towel and I wipe myself clean and she uses the other end to wipe herself. I half-heartedly apologize about the mess and she says it's no problem since they're planning to do laundry that day. I pull my pants up and watch her get dressed, but oddly enough she doesn't put on her bra or panties when she gets dressed. I tell her to go get her husband to let him know that we're finished. He walks me to my car and we discuss doing this again. I returned 2 more times - usually. "Jeff and Mick Thaler. Their dad, Ned's, the coach,mores the pity." Why'd you say that?" Laurel asked him.Now the man pointed. "Watch."The coach was an older version of the twins, taller and bulkier than theywere. He waited for them near the benches. When the right fielder cameby, he gave the boy a light pat on the back. Then he turned, put hishands on his hips and began yelling at his other son. No one could hearwhat he said, but the boy cringed before his father's wild arm movements.Laurel. We were walking towards one of the dark corners of the maidaan. While we were walking he continued talking to me in a friendly way and I became quite comfortable wit him. Then he caught my hand for sometime and softly rubbed it against his crotch area, while continuing to talk. I could tell that his was one of those shortish but really fat cocks (just the kind I wanted).Finally we reached the spot. It was very dark, I could hardly see his face. But it was a quiet corner with a tree and nothing.