Over coffee they talked about things they had in common, finding many interests that they shared. He had checked the forecast and the weather promised...to be fine. Finally they decided where to meet on Sunday morning for the drive to the trail head. Sunday arrived bright and clear as predicted with the humidity low and moderate temperature it promised to be an exceptional day for a hike. He parked the car beside a narrow entrance between trees where a path could be just seen in the forest. "Hi Becca!" Stacy shouts, awkwardly. "Oh, you look so pretty. I love your skirt. And that sweater is adorable!" Becca proclaims, genuinely. I don't deserve this girl. Stacy blushes immediately. "No I don't. Erh, I mean, thank you!" Stacy blurts, fiddling with her hair. "You look amazing too!" Whoops! "I mean, you look amazing! I wasn't trying to say that I think I look amazing or anything. I just, well, you look…" Stacy stops as Becca leans in and gives her a big hug. Stacy calms down. She cleaned me dick cm by cm. she poured water on her hands and she went back, my sister came behind me and asked me to squat. She then took the soap and started rubbing from my end of spine till she touched the base of my balls.She started cleaning my anus in a circular motion. And the next step was she poured some clinic plus shampoo on the middle finger and she rubbed thoroughly the thick paste and she slowly started inserting the finger into my anus, it was paining a lot but she shouted me. The plan was but embryonic at the moment, but if I were lucky it might blossom into something more concrete after I talked to him. At any rate, that was the hope.The office door opened and my boss and his new customer were shaking hands. Good, Milt would be in a good mood. I watched quietly while the customer turned and went out.“David, come in come in,” he said.Milton and his brother Gerald, the company CFO, had founded the company thirty years earlier. Milton and I had become friends in spite.