‘So we do have a foot in the community in some small way already.’ ‘Not wanting to change the subject,’ said Todd from poolside, ‘The flapja...ks are ready.’ He began handing them out on warmed plates, and two jugs of maple syrup were passed around the group in the pool. He grabbed the last plate and jumped in between Trudi and Dana, who both snuggled against him. ‘You’re cold,’ said Trudi. ‘Well, the air’s cool and the barbecue’s hot. I thought you’d prefer me cold to cooked.’ ‘Yes, sweetheart,’. "Jeez mom, it's 7 am," I groaned."I know. But I thought we'd go for a long drive and then go for a hike, followed by a nice picnic lunch. And if no one is around, I figured we could, you know, have some outdoor fun....but if you don't want to...."I immediately became alert and jumped out of bed. "Well why didn't you say so?! I'll be ready in 10 minutes."***My mother and I had our picnic on an open field of grass. She was barefoot and wore a white sundress with pictures of yellow flowers on it.. "Nobody else has to know about me," she continued. "It'll be our little secret." It's not so little," I sighed, mostly to myself."Not with me around!" Shelly agreed, giggling like a nymph as she reached for my cock.Jesus! I loved her laugh. And the way she tossed her black hair from one shoulder to the other, carelessly, effortlessly, as if she'd been a real live girl her whole life. Well, she had been a real girl once, I reminded myself. We hadn't talked about her family at all. I didn't even. ’ He said to me, his voice deep and gravely. ‘Why thank you.’ I replied, taking a mojito out of his hand, ‘I happen to love seeing you in your work clothes too.’ A smile spread across my face. He looked down at his worn blue button up and mid thigh khaki shorts. A snort escaped his lips. ‘Are you ever going to stop teasing me for that?’ He asked, taking a sip from his drink. ‘Am I? Probably not. I mean, come on! I didn’t even know you could make a living off of writing erotica until I met you..