..that's not your concern, Miss Abby. I'll get by. Australia,maybe. Maybe Canada." What would you do if you were me?" I don't know, ma'am. I could arg...e that, technically, I was found notguilty. So was the original Lizzie Borden, you know. For all the poemsabout her and her ax, she wasn't convicted. But if I were, I wouldn'twant to risk sleeping in the same house as me. I guess if I were you,I'd wash my hands of a killer maid and be done with her." It's a tough choice." I loved her, Miss Abby.. After all I did clean his room. But now I wanted to see what else he had. Now I had a curiosity of what it was like to have sex with another man and often fantasied about Andy. I mean he was kinda hot. I looked through the dresser drawers and found a 7 inch dildo. My cock was getting hard. I never saw such a thing in person. In my curiosity I decided to see how much I could take in my mouth. In seconds I had most of it in my mouth but started to gag so I quit. I put it back thinking he. This didn’t come as much of a surprise considering the event was a long awaited one. Dozens of tables were set up around the spacious backyard and were filled with people talking, laughing and busily eating. Groups of people dotted the luscious green lawn holding conversations, spreading rumors and gossip and generally having a good time. Amidst the legs of the adults and the tables scrambled dozens of kids ranging from toddlers to ones as old as twelve and thirteen. They seemed to be having. I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss before I spun her out away from me with an outside overhead turn.As I walked Brick back to the kitchen counter, I held my right hand out and beckoned Tempe to me with my fingers. I gave Tempe a big smile when Rod Stewart’s 1977 song, You’re In My Heart started over the stereo speakers.“Why the smile, Mike?” Tempe softly asked as I lead her to the carpeted dance area.“‘Cause I get to dance with my beautiful Road Warrior girl,” I replied as I lead her.