He had Jon and Jason take a shift with him. This was just after lunch. I sat with Dad while they were outside."Dad, can I ask you a personal question?... I suppose why not, I know more about all of you that I ever thought I needed to." How long has it been? Since you had sex?" Whoa, that is personal." He started to say more, then stopped. "If you must know, probably six or seven years." Why?" Your mother's decision. She got too old or something." At 50? Really? That's unfair." Well, I couldn't. She lived on a station along the Narran, in New South Wales. She was friendly with the local blacks and put together several books of stories.”“Can you tell me one?”“Sure. We’ve several hours. Are you hungry?”“No. I’m fine. That was a big meal.”“Well, here’s a tale about Dinewan, the emu, and his two wives, the crows.Dinewan and his wives, the Wahn, were out camping. They saw rain clouds gathering, so they made a bark humpy. When the rain began, they all took shelter in it. While the Wahn. It throbbed up against my stomach and I was ready for it. "Please fuck me." I say taring away from his mouth. "I want you to give me what I need." I say passionately. I looked down and watched my hand as I jerked myself, this felt so good. The friction of my precum sliding up and down my hard cock was making a loud sticky sound, I moan lightly, going back my vision....He lifted me off the floor, my legs wrapped around his waist. His strong arms planted on both sides of me on the wall. I pull. It rained last night and no water got in; the guys are happy. They have cleaned out some of the debris in the residence and some of them are bunking over there. It makes things more manageable and cuts down on the tension,” Andy replied.After a bit more talk I closed the window; the room was filling up with my team members.“Are you making any progress with all of this?” Troy asked, nodding his head in the direction of all the prints and tree graphs.“Yes, but I’m not sure it is going to be in.