Since he last saw her all he had from her were Christmas cards and two or three short notes. He just couldn’t put his finger on it. He hoped that sh... would make it to the celebration. It would give them a chance to renew their lagging friendship, and catch up on what she was doing as the executive officer of the Alabama Hiking Club. Of course, he knew about that club’s interest in connecting into the AT. She had told him that in one of the short notes she had sent a few months back, and again. “It was me really, suggesting it to Natasha,” Sara added.“And you thought you’d take the opportunity to get in some bonding with Dani too?” Rachel queried Sara.“Dani cares about Natasha, obviously, so I was trying to show her,” Sara smiled. She didn’t seem too anxious about being caught nude and having sex in someone’s garden, with their daughter.“So you’re what at his company?”“I’m a trainee secretary.”“And Tash is a secretary. Your secretary?” Rachel looked at me.“Yes,” I had to confess,. It was the exactly the same size as mine. In fact, playing with dad was perhaps the closest thing I have come to sucking my own cock only with a perfect foreskin that I loved pushing and pulling. It was incredible. Once my mom became convinced that dad liked men more than her they broke up—though they remained friends which of course helped me stay in the loop as well. One evening when I was home from college father and I were on our way back from dinner when he drove toward an adult theater.. Fucking handsome loser. Faggot.”I ignored that, knowing he was long gone and not sure whether he was referring to him or me.Off came the shoes. Then the pants. He resisted the shirt but I won, yanking it over his head. Fuck – I had to give the k** credit – he had a body by God. It was just this side of ripped, but not ripped, really, just heavy and thick and taut – like I liked ‘em. Fucker was smooth, too, which was surprising, given his beard – but then I wondered if he shaved it – if, in his.