I enjoyed the solitude of fishing, still do, in fact. The rivers, lakes and ponds where I would go were places where I could be alone to cry, talk to ...od – talk to Shirley – and just take the time to grieve. Sometimes I’d take Shelby, and we would talk about her mom and why God had to take her from us. At first, when I went with Shelby, we’d just cry together, but soon we got past the crying phase and it just became conversation between a single father and a little girl who was growing up much. He cocked his head to the side and asked,“How would you take care of me?”I sat forward in the edge of the chair and motioned for him to step closer to where I was seated. I reached out and silently guided him between my parted legs. I could see that he had a good start on a massive erection by the size if the bulge in his jeans.“Well,” I started, looping a lone finger into the waist band of his skinny jeans, “first of all, these tight jeans are going to have to go.”I fumbled with the snap to. More

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