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Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

couch. “The… oh, I just call it the inn.” I explained, sitting down next to her. We talked about the colonial estate and the different characters that have stayed over since my dad bought it. She was anxious to meet people from different places and thought she was going to really enjoy the job. “Listen, about working around my dad…” I started, not sure how to phrase my concerns to her. But the front door opened and in walked a burly man ducking his head under the door frame. “Billy!” he yelled, pulling a white foreman’s hat off his head. “Not here yet dad.” Betty replied, looking up at him from the couch. “This is Jake Blake.” she introduced, “From the bed and breakfast.” she explained. He studied me for a second and offered a calloused hand, “Nice to meet ya.” he stated with a nod. “Likewise sir.” I replied, shaking his hand. “Ain’t you proper.” he chuckled. “Is that your CJ outside?” he asked, letting go of my hand. “If it’s a jeep it is.” I admitted with a smile. “I reckon I got to tell you like I had to with my kids.” he sighed, plopping down in the recliner. “You’re going to kill yourself climbing that back wall one day.” “Really sir.” I remarked, seeming concerned. “I hadn’t considered it.” I lied, noticing Betty looking up at the ceiling. “Yeah well, every dang hunk of metal that’s tried usually loses a bumper or an axle or worse.” and added, “Jeep is about the only thing I’ve seen drive away with everything still on it.” “Oh, then I’m lucky to own one.” I replied, a ... bit relieved to hear it. He leaned forward and said, “Luck’s got nothing to do with it son.” and pointed at me, “Best luck is to stop running it up the hillside.” “Yes sir.” I agreed, a bit embarrassed at being chastised. “Don’t believe me, look at Billy’s scrap of metal.” he mused, “It didn’t get that way staying on the road.” “I’ve seen it sir.” I agreed with a nod. “I bet it’s been part and near twenty five years since the last jeep ran up that crevasse.” he thought out loud. “And I watched a girl climb it like it ain’t nothing.” That was depressing to me. If a girl climbed up that chasm it would make me feel like a coward. “That’s impressive sir.” I admitted, shaking my head at the thought. He leaned back and stared at nothing, it seemed. He stayed in a comatose state so long, I had to say something just to check on him. “I bought it off of Cecil Clayton today. He’s the town mayor and postal worker, you know.” and added, “It has some history about it too.” He snapped out of the state he was in and glared at me, “You telling me that was his daughter’s jeep?” So, he was aware of the history behind it, I assumed. “Yes sir, that’s why I named her Jenny.” I replied. He stood up still glaring at me and then bolted for the door. He left it open as he went outside. Betty and I turned to look at each other and shrugged. We got up to follow him out the door. We caught up with him staring at Jenny, caressing her with shaky fingers, and stopped in front of the jeep. A moment passed ...