“How far back does the file go?” “All the way to birth k**do.” Jerry grinned and clicked something. “When you were five your uncle touched y...u inappropriately, ten you put bubble gum in Daniela’s hair… she is still a cunt by the way. And my personal favorite was you substituting the sour cream in Bill’s burrito with your cum two years ago.” Jerry tucked the tablet under an arm and clapped. “Nicely done.” Jerry pulled the tablet back out. “A’right boring shit first, just nod or say yes if stuff. “Plus we managed to have some fun.” She kissed her son on the cheek. “Right, Bud?”“Yea. We had some fun.”“Well, you will both have to tell me all about it when we get home.”With bags in tow, they made their way out of the airport and to the car. Lisa was feeling good because she had overcome the urge to slap or even scream at her husband. God knows she wanted to. She didn’t even cringe when they first hugged. Nope. She was going to be smart about this and play things nice and slow.Even later,. If you want to sit and wait until the rain stops; you better go there in the corner restroom, where they sometimes do place paper towels for the people in need and come back dry”.This was the first time for me to be in this building, although I had heard a lot of the stories of interest. I did not want to refute the lady and thus quietly started walking towards the restroom in the corner she had pointed. Surprisingly the railway station did not exist anymore but there was a clearly marked sign. Finally, he began to tire and I was able to reel him up close to the bank where you waited with the net. You released him from the hook and held him up so I could see."Four pounds if he's an ounce," you proclaimed approvingly and I swelled with pride. "The biggest of the trip so far."And he tasted delightful, too, lightly battered and fried in butter. The trout was so big it didn't fit your frying pan, so we cooked it on the cast iron griddle over the fire. I felt like I was finally worthy of.