"Ethan, Mavis, allow me to introduce you to Rosie." said Garth. "My grandfather programmed her and Yavi and Farhad were kind enough, and smart enough,...to bring her back to life." Speaking of which, here Garth, I found this. Thought you might like to have it for a keepsake." Mavis handed him the book. "Look on the inside."Garth opened the cover and stared at the inscription. An emotional look came over his face as if he were almost going to cry."Wow, I don't believe this. It belonged to Grandpa. At the last gleam of sunset I had sparked the torches. The wind caught the suspended fires and whipped the flames. The torchlight cast on the sand was a deep red. The shifting and pulsating shadows gave the camp an unsettling ominous aura."Welcome to the Devil's Lair," I mused to myself as I swung back and forth in the hammock. I was sitting upright and sideways with my arms out-stretched and my feet dangling. I watched Jennifer and our evening's guest as they approached on the twilit beach.. Smiling at her permission, I cupped her buttocks in both hands and thrust my rigid shaft into her soaking heaven. The force of it lifted her slightly, and she grasped hold of the taps behind her back to steady herself. Our eyes locked and the urgent need to obey our i****tuous desires shone in both of us."Oh, that feels good," she said dreamily, as she rose and fell to the tempo of my slow thrusts. The tight flesh of her cunt held my sliding meat with a sensuous caress as it juiced to oil the. Next to the coffee pot was a note."Went into town for some supplies, back in a few hours. Call my cell if you need anything, Evan."He'd jotted his cell phone number and the time he'd left underneath his signature. He'd already been gone over an hour. I rummaged around in the cabinets and brewed a fresh pot of coffee. I was helping myself to some left over fruit salad when Noelle wandered in."Hey you, I was hoping you'd be up. Evan called and said he would be a while yet so he asked me to come.