’ She hung up the phone, resisting the urge to scream for joy like a 12 year old. This was it, she was going to go over there, tell him how she felt... and make a move. No reason to feel guilty anymore, and nothing to stop her. ——————- Aidan hung up the phone with a smile. He had it all planned out. He would meet her at the door, and just kiss her, tell her he loved her, and finally…finally, make love to her. The thought made his cock stir. He began frantically cleaning up the house. Thank God. ”“You seem to think I have a strange smell yes?” he asked.“Well, um, yes, kind of like something sour.” Jack replied.“I’m noticing the same thing from you,” he said. “We should tell the captain.”As we went back aboard our boat, we found my mother-in-law on the deck. She said, “Kevin smells terrible! I think something’s wrong with him!” As we drew closer, she said, “Oh my God! You stink as well!”“You aren’t a bouquet of roses yourself, Frieda,” I said. She was more pungent than Jerry.“She smells. I guess you’re right: we’ll all sleep better if we’re warm.” She looked around for a moment. “I’m in. How can I help you set up camp?”We piled up leaves, spread the ponchos on the pile, and settled in beneath blankets and my sleeping bag. Lucy was in the middle, Emily and I on the outside. I slept in my clothes this time, with the rifle near to hand, and my pistol, again, in my boots. Emily mirrored my efforts, so Lucy was bracketed by firepower, so to speak.Again, I slept on a short fuse.. The sun was out this day making the glass shine and the flowers quite radiant. I was about to bite into a biscuit when my hostess asked me, "So, which of the girls do you plan to bed?"I spilled my tea and biscuit all over my vest. She was up and laughing as she helped my wipe off my vest. "Lady Warren," I gasped. "What sort of question is that?" An honest one, Lord Northam. Simply an honest one," she replied. "Come come, Lord Northam. I have been watching. Here you are, having lived most your.