| Author: | Elizabeth Stacy | ISBN: | 9781311448644 |
| Publisher: | Bruce Alan Jensen | Publication: | December 21, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Elizabeth Stacy |
| ISBN: | 9781311448644 |
| Publisher: | Bruce Alan Jensen |
| Publication: | December 21, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
At a National Park campground, the hired campground host is befriended by two lovely young women. The semi-retired senior citizen enjoys their company especially as it evolves into an erotic and frantic weekend.
She turns and looks to the approaching older man in a funny shirt. “I must have been giving you quite a show,” She says cheekily. She stands and walks toward him.
“Mmmmm, you're quite an inspiration to an old fella like me. Sorry to ogle you but you are incredibly pretty.” Terry stumbles over his words but feels a compliment is at least applicable. He decides not to mention the clothing required regulation at this point.
“Oh, you're very sweet saying that. I'm Madeline Horner. I go by Maddie.” She holds out her small hand, which he shakes. He can't take his eyes off her smile or help himself from running his eyes up and down her curvaceous form.
“Terry Brooks. . . Ahh, I have more compliments if it will help.” Something about her seems to provoke this kind of flirting. “I’m the ranger that left the Fee envelope on your table. I thought I would check back and welcome you to Sandy Point Campground. I see you have found one of the sandy points.”
At a National Park campground, the hired campground host is befriended by two lovely young women. The semi-retired senior citizen enjoys their company especially as it evolves into an erotic and frantic weekend.
She turns and looks to the approaching older man in a funny shirt. “I must have been giving you quite a show,” She says cheekily. She stands and walks toward him.
“Mmmmm, you're quite an inspiration to an old fella like me. Sorry to ogle you but you are incredibly pretty.” Terry stumbles over his words but feels a compliment is at least applicable. He decides not to mention the clothing required regulation at this point.
“Oh, you're very sweet saying that. I'm Madeline Horner. I go by Maddie.” She holds out her small hand, which he shakes. He can't take his eyes off her smile or help himself from running his eyes up and down her curvaceous form.
“Terry Brooks. . . Ahh, I have more compliments if it will help.” Something about her seems to provoke this kind of flirting. “I’m the ranger that left the Fee envelope on your table. I thought I would check back and welcome you to Sandy Point Campground. I see you have found one of the sandy points.”
