My road-weary Chevy pickup squats under a bug-splattered camper, 600 miles out of Idaho and parked here, facing Diamond Blvd., backed into the evergre...n-choked driveway of my stepson-in-law's rented house. I sit in my camper at a fold-down table to write this.The houses front on narrow streets without sidewalks. Shallow front yards with a fringe of inconsistent grass border the rows of Korean War-era, single-story, hasty-built houses.Vance and Tanya rent one of these. The eave boards are rotted. I wondered what it would feel like, having something stick in my ass like that.I went back to my room, looking for any object that I could use to fuck myself to see what it felt like and I finally found an old bottle that seemed to be the best shape to use. I tried to insert that but it was to dry and it hurt a little so I went to my mom and dad's bathroom and found some Vasoline! I greased myself up and started to stick it in me! It was a little strange but it felt good and finally, after many. "There's a reason you're the only one here..." That's when she planted a kiss on my lips. Her tongue practically reaching the depths of my soul. She was gorgeous and I wanted her so bad. She moaned when I started kissing her neck. "I have a condom." My insides were trembling. I did my very best to keep my composure. I was about to pitch out of a bases loaded jam... She took my hand a placed it down her pants. I was rubbing her clitoris, and eventually worked my fingers deep in her vagina. She. So Barbara, Chad and I had a nice dinner, with toasted buttered bread, laughing and enjoying each others company before I went to take a nap in the front of the TV. My kids are great, they had long since quit fighting with each other and Chad knows that if Barbara cooks then he has to do the dishes. He likes Barbaras cooking as much as I do, it is better than mine or Anns, so he gladly does the dishes. I was half asleep when the phone rang, Barbara said it was Dish wanting to know if I was.