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I had also taken two packages of Nathan’s hot dogs from COSTCO out of the freezer to thaw. Six packages of Johnsonvillle Brats were already in my family room refrigerator. Now my hands were covered in raw beef fat and I was in a mischievous mood so I rubbed them over Scarlett’s breasts. She shrieked in mock horror, getting her revenge a few seconds later by smearing her hands over my face and hair. We were laughing hysterically when we kissed and I carried her up and into the hot shower. I had two bars of soap so we could wash each other simultaneously. That was the idea tonight so we could rush into bed. We’d had the most incredible and the most awe inspiring love making I had ever imagined and that’s exactly what it was—making love. Our every motion was designed and inspired by the pleasure it would bring to our partner. I thought only of her and I knew by what she had done that she was doing it for me. For the first time of my life I pakistani gave no thought to my orgasm, not that I was hurting. Scarlett made sure that I was taken care of in the very best fashion. I never had any difficulty falling asleep once she was done with me. We were up early the following morning—me to my factory, Scarlett to hold down the fort at the pool. I walked from the parking lot to the well just as Dave’s assistant was giving the instructions to the well driller. I stood by silently until he was done and was just about to speak when a passing pickup honked its horn. I waved at Fred as he sped by, his wife Judy and their two girls with him. Fred would drop them off and introduce them to Scarlett before joining me behind the factory where we were going to make big branches and small trees into firewood. Fred had been with me a few minutes when his brother Roy drove up. All of us had our own chain saws, but only Roy had a log splitter. Dave and Rod and two others soon followed. We’d done this before, probably a dozen times so the work progressed swiftly as we filled all of the truck beds equally until they could hold no more safely. Even then we continued cutting and stacking logs big and small. One truckload would go to my parents’ home tomorrow morning. Another would go to Nick and a final to Sandra and her husband, Sal D’Ambrosio. We worked non-stop for more than four hours and when we were done we were sweaty messes, covered with dirt and sawdust. Only when we had finished did we drive the short distance to my house and my pool. I left my wallet, keys, and shoes in the truck then snuck around the back of the house to find all of the wives and all of their kids laughing as they jumped off the diving board or did cannonballs from the side. Me—I just fell forward as I heard Scarlett laugh at the sight of me. I knew the water’s surface would be covered with sawdust, but I didn’t care. The pool men would be here on Monday as they always were and they’d get anything that wasn’t caught in the skimmers. I must have set a good example because my aunty pals—lifelong friends all—jumped in right after me. That was when Scarlett removed her cover-up—one of my Penn State indian Wrestling tee’s—and everyone had their first look at her spectacular body. Everything went quiet until she dove in and swam effortlessly to my side where she made very sure that everyone understood how things were with us. She pulled me under then pressed those lips I’d learned to love into mine. We stayed under for more than tamil a minute and I knew I’d hear it from the husbands and wives alike when we surfaced. There were a lot of hoots and hollers, but I didn’t care even a bit. I just pulled Scarlett—my Scarlett—into my arms and kissed her again. It was just after 12:30 when I started the grill, knowing that it would take at least ten minutes to get it up to speed. 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