“I’d tell you to get some of that weed and feed that I use, but I don’t think there’s any grass here for it to feed,” Bob said with a laugh....He had to use a lot of that to keep the weeds from Mike’s yard from encroaching on his lawn.“It’s pretty bad, isn’t it,” Mike said shaking his head sadly with a chuckle.“You can say that again.”“We’ll get it in shape soon. Just bear with us while we’re fixing up the house,” Mike said. He knew that the folks in the neighborhood took a bit of pride in their. She slowly touched me on my hair & started to rub my head.I was getting very horny with this. Then i felt her leaning over me & vry slowly she let her lips touch my neck, while her bottom was touching my bum. Then i felt her left hand move over my belly & she put her hand under my t shirt. I was still pretending to be fast asleep, while enjoying every bit of it. She slowly started to lick my ear lobes & her hand on my head was rubing my chheeks & her other hand was moving down to my crouch. I had the bakery and the children and that was really all I wanted. But she came to me that day ... that beautiful September morning ... and she said, ‘I’m ready for us to have our child, Brian.’ It might sound sappy to a girl your age. It wasn’t sappy. Well, it was, but it didn’t seem like it at the time. As soon as she said those words, I dropped to my knee in front of her and said, “Rose, my Matrón, will you marry me?’ You should have seen the expression on her face!”“That’s so. In fact, I didn't even care about the fact that I wasn't wearing panties. I'm sure my ass was showing half the time. Finally, by 2am, everyone was either dancing or around back getting it on with someone else. Andy and I moved our bodies to songs by Pitbull, Neyo, the Black Eyed Peas, and even "Dancing Queen" by ABBA. There were so many people crowded into the small barn that you couldn't get to the center of the dance floor, which is where Andy and I were dancing, without pushing and shoving..