They gathered the three canvas "shopping bags" Doug had made to replace two rotted ones and trekked out the back door, pausing on the porch for Alyson...to retie one of her shoes while Doug retrieved the machete from a wall peg. When all were ready they disappeared into the trees beyond the outhouse. They followed the wide, shallow, freshwater stream for a hundred yards, then crossed it on stepping stones that Welch apparently had put in the water. They followed a path Doug had explored across. She would portray the perfect image for our mission organization when donors visited the office.But that wasn’t the only reason I wanted to hire her. With all my travel, I don’t have much time for relationships and I have developed an addiction to porn. Not exactly the most Christian act, but I always justified it to myself that it wasn’t nearly as bad as fornication and if I wasn’t travelling all the time on Christian projects, I would have time for a wife and wouldn’t need porn. But if I’m. ‘Why did you do that?’ Arlene asked as they ate the delicious food. ‘I don’t know, exactly,’ William said. ‘Like they say, it seemed like a good idea at the time. It was wild, wasn’t it?’ ‘It was intense,’ Arlene said. ‘Probably the danger of discovery helped make it more exciting.’ ‘Probably,’ William said. ‘After we finish, what would you think about our tearing each other’s clothes off and screwing our brains out here in the booth?’ ‘William!’ Arlene giggled. The thing was, she wasn’t. When you make a shot you can take off one of mine. The first one naked … well if we get that far without fucking…” she said giggling with a naughty look in her eyes.“Sounds sexy babe!” I said.I let her shoot first. She made her shot. Alissa then walked around the table and came up behind me. Her arms reached around my body and rubbed me up and down getting a feel for my stomach and arms, as well as my ass. She then tucked her fingers underneath the bottom of my shirt and began to lift up..