I became acutely aware of important business requiring my immediate attention; my full bladder and rock solid piss hard-on screamed for relief. I felt...like a star of one of those annoying TV commercials featuring old men and their "urgent need to go."I got out of bed and raced, if you can call a stiff-legged gait racing, toward the bedroom door. I paused for a second to scan the room for a set of underwear to cover my nakedness. Increasing pressure on my bladder warned me not to delay. I exited. " I had put on a tee shirt and jogging shorts that morning, pursuant to Kelly's orders. The drive over to her place in Kelly's car didn't take long. During the drive, Kelly explained what she had in mind."I really appreciate that both of you are agreeing to do this," said Kelly. She was dressed in a shirt, shorts and a smock, as she welcomed the couple into her home. "You can hang your stuff up on those pegs and kick off your sandals by the door. We'll get started in a minute. Would anyone like. There were others who would, despite the best of intentions, we could not arrange a hookup. Something would come up with them or me.After CL shut down their personals I discovered a new personal ad site called Doublelist. I posted an ad on it right away. I was contacted very shortly after posting an ad. When ever the guy and I would arrange to meet something would come up with him or me. This went on for a month or so.Well finally on labor day, Monday September 3, 2018, we finally got together.. Jean came out with JJ slung over her back and Angie climbed out of the garden. I dropped to the ground after I saw the weapons go down, and walked up to the man. "Hi, I'm Jimmy Winslow." I stuck out my hand and he shook it while introducing himself.He looked around at the boat with its large ballista on the deck, the piles of firewood, the garden with its wall, and the steps going up to the cave entrance. "I'm impressed with how much you have accomplished in just a year. Congratulations, I.