With her body spread out on the deck and her feet on the first step, her spread legs were towards the street, away from me. In our younger days she ha... very strong exhibitionist tendencies, which we had exploited to our mutual pleasure quite often, and I had no doubt she was fully aware of what she was doing. I didn’t know where this was going, but I knew I liked it and quickly forgot how it had started.She looked up at me and smiled, then closed her eyes and began to caress her body. She. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to marry her, to take her back to Texas with him, to live on the ranch, and to be his wife. He deserved a love like this, one where his wife loved him, as much as he loved her. Now, he wondered, if she wanted the same thing. She had said she did, but now, he was fraught with dread, that she might say no, when he proposed to her. He looked at her, sleeping peacefully nestled into the crook of his arm, her head resting on his chest. He kissed the top of. “Please say you didn’t learn to do it there. That would make this all kinds of wrong.”“Okay, not Girl Guides.” She was behind him now, feeding a second length of rope behind his back, her breath warm on his neck as she sang a snatch of her Adele song. “The internet is a wonderful resource. Hang on a second, I’m kind of improvising here.”The newly introduced rope was drawn around both his arms; it tightened at his elbow-joints as she drew it behind. She kept it taut as well—no slack as she drew. Again, Stewie had a number of young guys wanting his autograph; as they lined up, all holding a piece of paper or a book out, I caught his eye and smiled at him.George, Harry, Jim, Beeb and Graeham were there on the Friday night, just to listen and see how the new songs sounded. They were fairly pleased, but wanted to come around to the rehearsal session on Saturday, as they had a few suggestions for us.“It’s all sounding pretty good, guys,” George said, “with the exception of one of the new.