”I laughed and so did Joan. “I think I have. We have some good discussions, especially over our dinners together. She has good critical thinking s...ills.”Joan said, “Misty and I have had some great conversations just in the past week or so since we met. My opinion is that we’d be richer for having her stay with us.”“She suggested she stay with you Thursday through Monday, and then be home with us Tuesday and Wednesday nights, if we’re home. We’d also see her flying through on the weekends. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. Her tongue kept flicking her hot lips, I couldn’t wait to feel that hot tongue on my cock. She pulled my big thick cock out of my pants, her eyes got huge. I could tell she liked what she saw. I looked in the pretty face and said ‘suck it my pretty slut’ and she did. It felt so good when she licked it, licking up and down.. just like a lollypop.. she got it all wet, began sucking on the head licking it, swirling her tongue around it. While she was. That’s the best place to make money gambling, right?’ she replied. ‘Absolutely…but I also imagine it would bring up a lot of memories for you,’ I said. ‘Vegas may be the best place, but it’s not the only place. If it’s going to be hard on you to return to the streets you used to work, then we’re not going there. End of story.’ She glanced at me and rested a hand on my knee momentarily. ‘I appreciate your thinking of me and worrying about me,’ she said. ‘But I think I’ll be OK. When I was. Wendy took the grease and the broom and brushed at the spot on the downed tree where the tractor rubbed on the bark. We looked and felled another tree to block any chance of going around behind the base of our original felled tree. She used the broom to grease it also making it look quite natural. We rode back to the house and I parked the tractor."Tim, let's go for a ride." I nodded and grinned. We got in the truck and started out. We had gone less than a mile when we came to a fallen tree.