1. In The Beginning Chapters 8,9,10,11 & 12


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Female Teens, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 100, Source: sexstories.com

    business card. "George Martin, is it. I was thinking you were Weissen the same as Cliff. Sorry about that. I would have given credit to George Weissen." he grins. "Nope, Cliff is the new boy around here. This place is the Martin place in Upper Clementsport. We owned most of the land hereabout at one time. Great, great, granpappy came here to settle from London, England via Denmark. Over the years we have sold a lot of it but we still have over a thousand acres." "Just the two of you left?" "Oh no, we have umpteen kin hereabouts and more spread farther afield. We have two brothers in California and a married sister in NYC." Mike says nothing but he feels the other man is laying it on a bit thick. "So how long will it take to finish a paint job like this one, George?" "If I get to tape it tomorrow, paint Monday and Wednesday it should be done Friday at the latest. How does that work out for you?" "That's two coats?" "Yep, it shouldn't take over a week." "Okay, can you give me some sample of the color?" "Hang on, I'll do that." He goes over to a shed and turns a light on. Mike can see an indoor paint bay glistening in the light through the door. It looked like a rundown shed but now he makes out double garage doors on the front. Mike likes the looks of his equipment. He brings out a board with paint glistening on it. "That should be close to the color. How's that?" "Hold on, I'll get Jackie to take a look at it. It's her idea." he shrugs. Mike returns to the house and steps ...
    inside. "Honey, come take a look at the paint sample George has. See what you think of it." She comes to the door, "He's not going to do it tonight, is he?" "No, I'll be bringing it in tomorrow afternoon and it will be done by next Friday." They meet George outside the door. George hands the sample to Mike and steps inside the door to turn an outside light on. Jackie looks it over and says it is perfect, a soft pink rose. George says he would call it baby bottom pink. No matter the name the color is acceptable to her and that's what matters. He asks George to keep a record of the formula so they could match it later in case of accident. He agrees to that. The sun has just gone down but it still is bright enough to see clearly. Mike and Jackie head back towards the base. "I'll know the woods when we get there. You can count on it, Mike." They drive through Clementsport and around the bend. He can see the lights of the base in the distance when she cries out, "There it is. Turn here. Slow down, Mike!" He switches off the lights and lets it coast through the gate and up the lane into the woods. Watching carefully he lets his eyes get accustomed to the dark. Without any lights he lets the truck ease ahead up the road around a slight bend and stops looking around for any lights. None are in sight so he turns off the key with it in gear to hold it in place. Jackie cuddles up to him and whispers, "Finally we are alone and no one to disturb us. Isn't it wonderful?" "It sure is. Let's go ...
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