It didn't matter. I was alive and life was good."Good morning." a voice said from the field above the river bank. I turned prepared to fight or flee. ... The sheriff said find you, and to bring you back with us if we found you. He also said to ask very politely. So if you would like I'll drive you back into town, or take you home to get some clothes."I walked up the rise to talk to the Mark, the deputy I had last seen going to fetch Agent Webber. " How did Ricky make out last night?" You tell me.. It was pretty warm and I was already wandering around in my swimming shorts. After a short while I pretended to think everyone was out and so dropped my shorts and wandered naked around the garden doing some odd jobs. Every now and again I would glance towards the patio to look inside the house and finally I could see her friend was there watching me.I started playing with my cock and wandered back towards the sun loungers on the patio and moved one so that she would be able to see me. I sat. Enjoying the closeness of another human being. For a moment I thought she was going to cry again, but she just backed off, turned and went into the living room. "Why don't I make us that coffee before I leave," she said. "You don't have to do that," I told her. "Yeah, I know. But I want to. OK?" "Fine with me," I answered. I followed her into the living room and went outside to get the morning paper while she stared the coffee. When I got back inside I could hear the coffee-maker working. Tried with all my might not to look down at the way those thighs slid down into those tight calves. "You don't care how Pam feels at all, do you?" Sure I do," I said. "What would I say to Pam, 'Hey, your ex was checking out my ass so I think we're going on a date tonight?' That's pretty shitty." No, I wouldn't say that," I said. "I probably wouldn't mention it. But you'd definitely get a good meal out of it. I mean, there's no fooling you, so I'd probably overspend on the date like crazy to get.