“No,” she said. “My bet is we have that accident.”“Come on let’s get out of here. We need to be in a public place where the accident story...won’t fly.” I said it as I grabbed my tools and tossed my club in the SUV. We drove to a used car lot and parked the SUV by the office. I took one of the used cars for a test drive over a late lunch. I left a portrait of Benjamin Franklin, and the much more valuable SUV as a deposit.Joan and I drove the junker out to a name brand Motel on the nearest. Thankfully Goondoe and ten of his men arrived about then and with their help I was able to get the bows finished.Arrows were next and they were easier after I found the parts. We had thousands of fletched shafts, but I had to locate and then install the smooth practice points. They screwed in place and were easily installed, but it still took about an hour to finish enough of them for the first practice session.Of course we couldn't just start practice since I had to give them a talk to explain. ”“The point I’m trying to make here is that you didn’t take anything from most of those girls, with the possible exception of Annie and Becky. They gave it to you, willingly. They might have been foolish or shortsighted or whatever, but they gave it to you. You didn’t rape anyone. You didn’t even, with a couple of exceptions, pressure anyone. In fact, I believe you did your best to try to talk girls out of it.”“That’s not QUITE what I was doing. It was about making sure I wasn’t taking and they. Basanta was sitting on the sofa also naked watching TV, Barsa & my wife were setting some coffee for us were also naked. My dick once attained its full glory erection. Basanta called me & asked me to sit by him until coffee is served, he was all praise for my wife, and he was attracted to my wife’s huge breasts, he loved the sweet taste of my wife’s love juices, the way she sucks his cock (my wife play’s her tongue over the cock head while sucking occasionally deep throats) & drink’s the cum.