It'll be fun, and sweet, but after that forget it, we have our lives to go back to. We draw the line, set the boundaries now." I thought we already ha... once," she said with a ironic chuckle. "Look where it's got us. The thing you are talking about is being 'lovers', isn't it, Mark?"The 'love' word was a strong one. Maybe 'lusters' would have been be more appropriate. "Yes, Alison, something like that," I responded, with what I hoped was a charming smile."And you think you can take that, and. I had a mischievous smile on my lips and looked at my FIL and gave a quick wink. This is the result of my presents to the mother and daughter.After their departure, I closed the main door and switched off the main light in the hall only dim light glowing. I went in changed my self into see through lingerie and wore maroon colored netted bra and panty. My undergarments are clearly visible through the lingerie. The netted material neatly exhibiting the stiffness of my Breasts, and the impression. .“How’d you know?” I sense a smile pursing your lips, because you voice just sounds like it is grinning...“Well, babe, clue one was...”“Her tan lines?” You giggle.“And number two was...”“That hideous ink on her breast?” I feel your hands open and slide down my temple, nails lightly caressing my cheeks and then my jawline...eight differently pressured to rest upon my shoulder.“And clue number three...”“I thought I’d picked one who might fool you…”“No way, Des...your associate is probably a. . all the way from where we are now. The sea running from the stern to the sea coming over the bow. It’s a continuous circle around the roaring forties. The swell never stops.JW baited up a couple of hooks with a quarter slice of rind-on bacon and weighted the line with a couple of half ounce weights. No sooner had the line gone slack than Wham! Bam! Thank you Ma’am! Two 27 inch eight pound blue cod ... and we still had the bacon. Fresh fish from the bottom, six hundred feet below the keel. Ice.