They wore only skin-tight biking shorts."Hello, Jeremy. Hello, Jason," she said, giving each a hug and polite social kiss on the cheek. "You know the ...irls aren't here, so why are you?" We wanted to talk to you." We've got a problem we need to discuss." Let's sit in the shade. Do you want some lemonade?" Jean asked."Please."A lounger and two folding chairs were on the porch. When Jean returned from the kitchen, the boys were ensconced in the chairs. She handed them their lemonades before. I suppose he was just curious. Gary stayed sober so that he could drive us home. Both Ben and I were happy with a few drinks inside us, but not to far gone.When we got home, Gary wanted a beer. So we all sat together in the lounge. Ben and I joined him in a nightcap. We chatted about all sorts of things and made plans for the next day. As Ben finished his drink, he looked at me and said, " Right Jill, it's time to try on some of my presents."I quickly finished my drink, glanced and smiled at. "You were fortunate you had your grandma to teach you things like this. I know how to boil weenies and make mac and cheese if I have the box," Cindy said."I just know a few things, Cindy," I said. "Grandma showed me how to set up to do a few things with some simple ingredients and techniques. Once you get comfortable with that, you can pop out meals really easy." Cindy knew my whole story, about me waking up the first morning I'd stayed at Dan's house after the hurricane, how I'd gone in the. As obvious as it is, I was feeling extra horny that morning and wanted to touch myself but I wanted to try something new rather than lying down on my bed and playing with myself until I came. My heart began racing at the idea that popped in my head as I looked at my curtains. I dared myself to take a peek behind the curtains and saw the workers lifting bricks, clearing cement and some just standing and talking through my closed window. I took a deep breath and pulled the curtains apart to.