“You ever have a girlfriend?” the bearded guy asked.“O, yeah, sure. Not a lot. A couple.”They both laughed.“Tell me this,” the bearded guy...said. “You play with yourself more than you play with herself?”“Yeah, I guess so, but that’s only because—”“It’s because you’re more into dick than pussy, that’s why. Thinking about her was just an excuse to touch a dick. Now I’m giving you another reason to touch one. So have at it.”I closed my eyes and swallowed him. Gagged a time or two but was soon. We can talk then. How about that?" Actually, I was thinking you could help Gabby in another way, besides talking to her, Mr. S."It only took Nate a second to grasp Lizzie's point."Oh, no! Lizzie, you can't be serious!" She just smiled her biggest smile at him. "Lizzie, what happened last night should never have happened. I've been feeling guilty about it ever since. Don't you feel bad? Even a little?" Not at all," Lizzie replied. "Mr. S, you helped me so, so much. I had no idea what it was like. He helps me with things sometimes." Her eyes kind of twinkled when she said 'helps me with things'."Y'all spend much time together?" Oh, we visit a bit. Maybe twice a week. Sometimes we go out to eat together. He's single, and me, well, I'm a road widow. Neither of us want to cook for one and eat at home all the time." I'd go if I had money," I said, "just to get out of the house." You wanna make some money?" she asked."Depends on what I have to do. I don't want to be a homely young. "Sam spread out the towel and motioned to the pair still sitting at the table, "Come on guys. Time's a wasting. We don't have all day."Judy piped in, revealing another little thing that Steve didn't know about, when she said, "Sure we do. We have the rest of today, all of Saturday and into Sunday." Ooops," Judy thought as she spilled the beans.Steve looked over at Judy, just raised an eyebrow at the apparent long term plans the two had for him, smiled and said, "Sounds like a plan."With that,.