2 comments/ 9908 views/ 3 favorites The 80/20 Solution Ch. 07-08 By: TexasFarmBoy The 80/20 Solution Ch. 07-08 "Samantha, do you have a rest room I can use?" "Sure Emily; through that door over there. We'll meet you out front." Emily walked into the room and searched for the light switch. She didn't need to use the rest room per se, she needed to wipe her pussy which was soaked. The posing, especially the last one had made her drip. She could feel her nipples rubbing against the leathery top. She thought that her panties needed to come off and find a place in her purse for the trip home. When she found the light switch and turned it on, her breath caught in her throat. The walls of what turned out to a dressing room were covered with photographs. Some were male and others were females and a few were couples. All were basically nude and posed in the most erotic ways but none were gross or obscene. One in particular caught her eye. It was a nude couple. The man was sitting on the settee and she was sitting on his lap with her legs straddling his. His hands came around her and covered each breast except that her nipples were poking through between his splayed fingers. One of her hands was just below her pubic hair. You couldn't see if his cock was between her legs, but it certainly appeared as though it was and that her hand covered it and her pussy below her pubic hair. Her eyes were open and looking at something just above the camera. He was kissing her neck at her shoulder. His eyes were focused on her slightly covered breasts. If her pussy was wet when she came in, it was flooding now. She reached under her skirt and slipped off her panties and wiped herself. She wrapped them in a paper towel and put it in her purse. Emily picked up her purse and went out to the counter still visualizing the picture in her head. Jay had already paid for the session and e-mail service but he asked, "Do you have a secure e-mail address? Neither of mine are secure." "Yes, I have one that is. She wrote on the sheet e.jones@ws.com. Samantha smiled. She noticed that Jay's credit card said his last name was Turner. They both wore wedding rings but they didn't appear to be from the same set. "Samantha, are all of those your work?" "Yes, some of them were early things I did in college but some of them are recent." Jay asked, "What are you talking about?" "Go into the dressing room where I went. You'll see." Jay left to return to the back room. "Did you see anything that you liked in particular?" Samantha asked. "I was completely taken by the one of the couple on settee." "That is one of my favorites too. They were such a fun couple to work with. They wanted e-mail service too so that her husband wouldn't stumble across it. I think they hung it in his apartment's bedroom. I took that just a month ago. They gave me permission to hang it in private as a sample of my work. I think that you and Jay would be at least that attractive together if you decide to give it a try. It would make a great portrait for your bedroom." "I'll think about it and maybe talk to Jay about it." "Great. I think Jay is coming back." "Wow." He said. "Did you see the one of the couple on the settee? That is fabulous. It shows so much while showing so very little." "We were just talking about that one. Emily liked it too. And you just described how I approach erotic photography. Just 'get naked and show me your stuff' isn't of much interest to me. I'll do it if that is what a customer wants; but I much prefer to work with a couple like that. We spent two hours trying things and gradually working our way up to that. You can't really plan a shot like that, you work around to it and then it is just there." "That is awesome." Emily said. "But we need to get going today." "I'll have this in the e-mail by Tuesday night, Emily. It will take me a day or two to come up with something spectacular for the last one. Now when you two are ready to give each other a nice tasteful nude or semi nude shot, think about me. We can do it here or anywhere you want. I can also make you a video if you want of anything you might want to do." "Thanks, Samantha. We'll consider it." They walked back out in the street and toward his car. "Are you thinking about getting a portrait like that for us?" Jay asked. "Yes. I would love to have one like that with you. But I don't know where we would be able to hang it." "Me neither. But I would be happy to just have it in a digital photo album that only we can look at." "Let's think about it. Maybe after the trial period, we could try." "Sorry, I realized that both my e-mail addresses are accessible by other people. I have thought about getting a private one but I didn't really have a good reason to until now." "I got the one I have because I wanted to maintain contact with some of my friends from college. We don't use it much anymore but there was some pretty hot things that some of them sent me that don't need to be seen by certain prying eyes." "Will I be able to read them?" "Not on your life. You have enough to learn about me; you don't need to learn about the intimate details of a woman you don't even know. It might warp you mind." "OK, but you don't think that if I got a private e-mail to keep in touch with you would be outside of the rules do you?" She thought for a moment. "No, I don't think so, but to be sure, wait until after the trial period is over. If we have to stop and God knows that I don't want that, but if we do, it would be better if we weren't used to writing each other frequently. That would only make things harder." "I think that you are right. You have really thought this through haven't you?" she nodded. "I understood everything you said last night but I wondered why you stressed some things more than another." "Well I didn't even really talk that out with the girls either. But if you really think about it, if Paula and Jim do something, I don't know what but if they did something that blew up in their face, it doesn't just affect them, it affects you and I and that in turn impacts the other four people. Everything we do could impact eight people, not just the two of us. I don't want this to fall apart in a month or even six months. I want this to develop slowly and carefully so that we can still be together a year or two down the road." "I hadn't thought about it that way. It really wouldn't take much to throw the whole thing out of whack for all of us." "No, it wouldn't. That's why I was so strong on getting through this trial period and then discussing the 'what if' issues. I would love to go to dinner with you on a Wednesday night but if we wanted to make love which I know I would, where would we go? I'm not into cheap hotel rooms or trying to fuck in the back seat of a car out by the lake hoping that the cops don't catch us." "No kidding, I got caught by the cops at the lake near my house when I was in high school. It almost ruined my adolescent libido." "That's one of those things that could blow everything for everybody if we aren't careful. No one is more impatient than I am to get past a lot of these issues. I'll give you an example of what I am talking about. Rod wants to spend a week on the boat out on the lake this summer. I like the boat and I like the lake but only for a day or two. I am quite sure that Wendy would love a week on the lake. And I would rather go somewhere with you for that week. Both Rod and I would be a lot happier doing that." "I know. Paula is talking about going to Boston this summer and going to plays and museums. I'm like you, I like both occasionally, but a solid week of that is not what I would call a great week." "I've already got vacations on the list for discussion. That would be fairly easy in one regard but also the most difficult to pull off in another. I know that there has to be a way to do it; we just have to find and agree on it." "Wow, it's already 4:00. This day has flown by. What do you want to do next?" "I think I want to go home so I can cook you dinner. If you are going to be my 20 husband, you need to get used to my cooking because I don't want to get in the habit of eating out every meal. I'll end up fat and ugly." "That will never happen to you." "Thanks for saying that but I do want us to develop a home relationship not just a go places and have fun relationship." "I like the way you put things. I want that too." "OK, then. Take me home husband and let's see if I can feed you without poisoning you. I'm not Jordon or Nikki in the kitchen." "That's a deal." He started the car and started the journey back to the house. When they were parked in the garage, he leaned over and kissed her. Her lips responded eagerly to his. "Let's take this and our stuff into the house. It is more comfortable in there." Emily said. They got out and went in. He put his shirt in his closet and they took her new top and put it in hers. Then they returned to the kitchen and she said that she wanted to get a couple of things started for dinner. He poured two glasses of wine and set one beside her and he sat down at the breakfast table and watched her work. As she was peeling potatoes he went behind her and untied the lace on each side of her new blouse and began spreading the panels apart. "And just what do you think you are doing, Mister?" "I love the way you look in this top but I want to see how you look in the looser lacing like the model in the store." "Right. You just want to be able to look at my tits, don't you?" "Look is not all I want to do to your breasts." "You are a dirty old man." "I don't hear you complaining." "And you won't." He sat back down and took in the new look. The side and lower half of her breast were clearly visible when she bent over. He loved it. "I think that you should wear it like this when we are at home and maybe outside if we are alone. If we are with people, I think it should be laced up like earlier. I would wantn't to share this vision with anyone else." "I understand that and agree if you say so." He continued to watch her as she filled a pot with the potatoes and water and put it on the stove. She returned to the counter and started washing some carrots. He stood back up and walked toward her again. "And what are you up to now?" "Don't worry about what I'm doing. Just do your thing." He raised her skirt and folded it neatly on her back. Then he ran his hand over her ass cheeks and felt their firm softness. He unzipped and released his cock and placed it between her legs and held it against her wet pussy. He felt her stop what she was doing. "I told you to not worry about what I was doing." "I'm not worried about what you are doing. I'm worried about cutting my finger off because of what you are doing." "Oh. Let's don't do that. I'll stop if you want." "Don't you dare! Dinner may just be a little later, that's all." He put the crown of his cock at her entrance and held it there. He moved it around the opening and moved it up and circled her clit with the tip. She sighed deeply as she pushed back trying to capture the crown between her waiting lips. Finally, she succeeded in getting the top part wedged into place. Another shove and it was inside. She scooted her legs back and laid her head on her arms on the edge of the counter. He slid about half way in and held it. Then he reached up and slid his hands through the laces and cupped each breast and feeling the hard nipples expand into his palms. As he pinched each nipple and gently twisted them, he slowly moved forward until he was fully inside her. He thought he heard her purr like a kitten. He slowly began to stroke it in and out and gradually worked it farther out with each stroke until it was withdrawn except for the crown. Then he pushed firmly back inside. He felt her shudder with each thrust. He took one hand and slid to down to finger her clit. His other hand went to her hip to hold her firm and help maintain his balance. Her shuddering continued to increase in intensity with each thrust. He felt that she was close but that was alright with him because he was just as close. Three more long thrusts and his first shot filled the voids in her pussy. The succeeding shots completely filled her and began leaking down her leg. Some dripped onto the kitchen floor. Finally his cock slipped out of her pussy and she released a big sigh. "What you do to me? I don't know how you do it, but I hope it continues." "I don't know how I do it either, but I do know that I am inspired to great heights by a very beautiful and sexy woman." "You sure do know how to charm the pants off of a girl, but I hope that it is only one girl." "I don't know, you didn't have any pants on. I thought I saw you put them on this morning." "I did, but posing got me wet and looking at that photograph got me soaked. So I took them off. As a matter of fact, I better get them out of my purse before it gets saturated and I can't take it to work for awhile. Do you have any laundry you want me to do tonight?" "I think I am OK right now." "OK, now let me get dinner finished. Go sit in the den and turn on the television or stereo or something. I'll call you when dinner is ready." He went into the den and turned on the TV. She smiled to herself. She felt that she and Rod had had a good sex life, but she had had two week's worth of orgasms already and the night wasn't over. She hoped that every weekend with her 20 was at least half as good as this one had been and she would be totally satisfied. She called him to dinner 30 minutes later. When he entered, he found two places set at the table across from each other and a candle between them. A glass of wine sat in front of each plate. He smiled. Paula wasn't very interested in cooking and usually just heated something up and they ate in the living room in front of the television. "It smells delicious." He said as she brought a dish to the table and set it down. Then she went back for another. "I hope you like it. It is fairly quick to make and I like it." She sounded not very confident. "Sometimes I wish I had Jordan and Nikki's passion for cooking, but I don't really have that passion." "That's OK. I love the passions that you do have." She smiled at him and said, "And I love yours too." He pulled out a chair for her and she took her seat. Then he went to his side of the table and sat down. He lifted his wine glass and tipped it to her and said, "To us." "I'll drink to that." She said as she touched her glass to his. She spooned what smelling like a curry casserole onto his plate and then onto hers. When he had taken his first bite, his eyes lit up and he smiled broadly. "I really like this." "Thanks. A friend of mine once told me that curry hides a lot of kitchen mistakes. So you will find that we have curry this and curry that frequently." "And I won't complain at all if they are all this good." "It's no wonder I love you; you are so easy to love." They ate the rest of their meal quietly with only occasional brief conversations. When they were done, she told him to go back to the den while she cleaned up and she would join him with coffee in a little while. He stood up and took his plate to the sink. Then he came back and got hers and did the same. Then he started washing them and put them in the dishwasher. She walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist and said, "I thought I told you to go wait in the den while I did this." "I think you might have said something like that; but put this in your cute little head, no woman of mine is going to do the dinner or any meal by herself. She has a man to help her and her man will help her. Do you understand that?" "I do now. I've never had that kind of help before." "Well you do now." She hugged his back tightly to her. "You fucked me in the kitchen and then you help me clean it up, I could get used to that kind of treatment." "Then get used to it, both parts." "God, I love you more and more each passing hour." She released him and made the coffee. He finished the dishes as the coffee finished brewing. She poured two cups and they walked back into the den. He set his coffee down and asked, "Television or music." "I like music but you choose." "Music it is then." He went to the stereo and found it set to a light jazz station so he just adjusted the volume to a pleasant level. He turned off two lights leaving only one to illuminate the room. The he sat down in the corner of the couch next to her. He took a sip of coffee and then said, "You are sitting too far away." "I'm sitting right next to you." "Yes and that is too far away. I think that I want to start a new thing for us. After a good meal like that, I would like my woman to sit in my lap so I can hold her for awhile." "Really. You want my full weight sitting on your full stomach just so you can hold me?" "That about describes it." "I love it when you take charge." She set her coffee down next to his and slid into his lap. He put his arms around her and adjusted her angle so that she was almost sitting perpendicular to him. This allowed them to hug, look at each other, touch each other and kiss whenever the mood struck them. "Are you always going to be so masterful?" She asked as she laid her head against his chest. "No, there are some things I probably will be but I want you to be assertive when you want or need to be. I want us to be partners in this relationship. When Paula and I....." She put her fingers to his lips to silence him. "You don't need to go there. You've already shown and told me everything I want to know." "Well anyway, I have been thinking that on our last night together for awhile, I want to spend quiet time just holding you and talking with you. I love making love with you but I also just love being with you. Today was incredible for me." "And it was for me too. This whole weekend has been like a fantasy fulfilled." "I know the feeling. When I stop to realize that we have only been together for basically 24 hours or 30 hours if you count yesterday afternoon, it seems amazing to me. I feel like we have been together for months, maybe years." "Me too. I see that you are also kind of dreading tomorrow morning." "I'm not looking forward to leaving you for two weeks for sure, but I am just so thankful for the time we have spent together and look forward to the next time." "Well I have a little surprise for you. You only have to wait until next Friday night and you will have me for the whole weekend this time. The girls all decided that this would be a preliminary to see that everything works and that next weekend would be the official start of the trial. We saved it to tell you guys at the last minute and a going away surprise." "Well that certainly helps. It also means that it shortens the trial period a little. If I remember the calendar right, the month would end at the start of our third weekend." "You are right but I think we are going to fudge that a little. Unless something changes we will probably get together on the weekend of our second week together. Unless I miss my guess, everyone is going to want to get into the 'what ifs' before the third weekend. So we may have a long day of discussion on that Saturday probably here and probably involving a cookout. I don't think we can resolve things in two or three hours. I think a longer time will be needed with several breaks in between." "I would certainly vote for that. It would certainly be nice to get more things agreed to so we can do more. You really have thought this out." "Let's say I have a dream and an image of what could be and I want that very badly. There are so many things that come between the dream and the reality. I have thought about it a lot. Some things seem so complex that I don't see how we can resolve them. Others are resolvable, it just means we have to pick one of several solutions and agree on it. In any event, on any issue that you want to raise, try to see if you can come with one or more solutions to offer. I don't want to appear to be the one who is telling people what to do. I only want to act as the moderator and only that until we all adjust and can bring things up to the group as a whole without the need of a moderator." The 80/20 Solution Ch. 07-08 "That might be difficult. I think everyone looks to you to be the voice of sanity and reason. Everyone else is out there somewhere wanting to explore various things without putting all of the pieces in place. I could see that in their faces last night." "I know, I saw it in the eyes of the women when I brought it up to them. It wasn't hard to get them to buy into the concept, but it did take awhile to get them to buy into the slow and careful approach. I was actually surprised that the men didn't offer more objections than they did." "Are you kidding? They are guys. They got some strange pussy yesterday afternoon and you were promising them a weekend full of more of the same pussy. What was there to object to?" "Well you are a guy? Is that what you were thinking?" "I would be lying if I said 'no' at least at the start. I would have given my right arm and my left leg to spend the weekend with you in bed after yesterday afternoon. But by the time you got into the meat of the whole thing, I was already seeing the potential of this arrangement. And the more I thought about, the more I wanted to spend that time with you. Even before yesterday afternoon, you meant a lot more to me than a strange piece of ass." "I really appreciate that but I don't mind it at all if you think of me as your piece of ass. In my dream, your cock is featured prominently and that was even before I felt it for the first time on the scavenger hunt; there was and is a lot more to that dream than just that. I'm not ready to tell you everything yet; but trust me, there is a lot more." "That's good to hear because I'm not ready to tell you my dream yet either." "Oh you have a dream about me? That thought makes me horny." "I thought you were always horny." "No, not really. Normally I am pretty collected on a daily basis, but since I've gotten close to you, I get horny a lot more frequently and yes, I have been horny all weekend long just thinking about you. Besides, you're just saying that so you can get in my panties again, that is if I was wearing panties." "You are partially right. I want to make love with you again tonight but right now I just want to continue holding you like this for a while longer." "What time do you have to leave for work?" "Usually about 7:30. It's not a problem if I'm a little late." "Then I'll set the alarm for six. You want your cuddle time in the evening before we separate, I want coffee in bed with your every morning that you are here. That is my requirement." "You've got it, but some mornings I bring the coffee to you. Deal?" "Deal." They sat and continued to talk about a variety of things. Finally, Emily looked at the clock and said, "It is the magic hour. It is time for me to take that shirt off of you and for you to take these things off of me. Then we can make love and go to sleep in each other's arms." And that is exactly what they did. The love making wasn't as passionate and urgent as it was previously but it was loving and gentle and very satisfying to both of them. At 5:30 she got up and made coffee for them and had it on the bed by 6:00. They drank their coffee and then she got her morning protein. He took a quick shower and dressed and was standing at the garage door holding her and kissing her at 7:30. Reluctantly, they held each other's hands until he finally slipped out and got in his car and opened the garage door and backed out. She didn't close the door until he was gone, then she went to gather a load of laundry to put in the washer before she went to the shower and started getting dressed for the day. She went to get in Rod's truck and smiled. There between the seats was a pair of panties that did not belong to her. She went back inside and threw them in the washer with her other things and told herself to be sure to get them back to Wendy soon. Then she got in the truck and made her way to work. The 80/20 Solution Ch. 07-08 "Yes ma'am." She took his hand and led him into the bathroom. There stood the largest bathtub he had ever seen. It would easily hold two people, three if they were real friendly. There were water jets all around and sculpted seats built in as part of the tub almost like a hot tub. "OK, sailor boy, that seat on the far side is yours. Get in and get comfortable. I'm going to get our wine; I'll be right back. She handed him his glass and said "drink." He did. "Close your eyes." He did. Then he felt a warm towel or wash cloth being placed over his eyes. "Now I have you under my spell. You are mine." He felt her move around in the tub, then he felt something brush across his lips. He felt her breath on his cheek. He just lay there and let her work her magic. He felt her lips move to his ear. "These lips are there to pleasure you. They rub across your lips. They kiss the most tender parts of your body. They are there for your pleasure." She kissed his ear and then moved down his neck and onto his shoulder. Then she was back to his ear again. "With these lips comes a tongue. It is there to lick you and probe you and taste your sweet body. Sometimes the lips and tongue work together like this." He felt her lips on his ear and then a damp probe entered his ear canal. The lips and tongue together move back until they came to his mouth again. This time when the lips brushed his, the tongue dragged across with them. Then it began probing between his lips and found his tongue waiting. The tongues gently touched each other and explored each other. Then her tongue left and followed her lips down until they found his nipples. The lips parted to allow this bit of flesh to enter. Then the tongue took over and bathed and washed the flesh following it with probing and aiding the lips in squeezing them. Then the lips were back to his ear. "These are my breasts. They are soft and very sensitive. The tips get hard when they run over your skin. They are part of the sexual center of a woman. There are two of them, one for each of your hands. They are yours to touch and kiss and suck on like a baby. They respond to your touch and kiss and send electric shocks throughout my body." He felt her lift his hands and place them on her breasts. Her nipples were on his fingertips. He caressed them and felt them expand even bigger than when he first touched them. He held them between his fingers and gently squeezed. His hands flattened and he felt all of her soft pliant skin. He gently began a milking motion with them. Then he felt them being pulled away from his touch. There was movement and he felt something new on his lips. He opened them and one nipple found the warm wetness inside. His lips closed over it and his tongue caressed it and licked it. Then the nipple was removed but was replaced by the other one and he repeated his actions. Then the lips were at his ear again. "These are my hands. They are very sensitive to touch. They caress your skin, they tickle you in places, and they hold you dearly." He felt her hand on his cock. "They especially like to hold very sensitive parts like your cock also called your dick, your prick, your penis. This is the center of your manhood. It grows into a hard rod that is capable of bringing tremendous pleasure to a woman. But it is also the storage area for all kinds of stress. It is the place where you can go to relieve a lot of stress very quickly. But a woman can cause it to release all of your stress in a very pleasurable way." She took his hand again and she placed in on her pussy. "This is my pussy also called my cunt, and my vagina. It serves many, many functions but it is the primary focus of a man because he wants his cock to enter the pussy. One of the primary purposes of the pussy is the hold the sensitive cock. It is like a holster or a glove. It holds the cock safely and warm. When the cock releases all of its stress, it catches it and holds it until all of it is gone." She removed his hand. He felt his cock posed at the door of her pussy. "I am now going to put your cock into its own personal holster." She slid down. "See how nice you cock fits, just like they were made for each other. See how smoothly and easily your cock moves inside its very own pussy." He felt her bottom out. "Now sailor boy, I am going to use all of these parts together, all at once. I want you to feel everything working together and I also want all of your stress to gather in your cock. In a few minutes, I am going to tell you to release your stress into my waiting pussy. You will let it all go, all of it. No more stress will be left in your body when we are done." He felt her lips on his again. Her breasts rubbed against his. Her hands roamed freely over his sides and legs and then under until she held his firm ass. While this was happening, the pussy began moving up and down in slow motion. It slowly increased the speed. Then her voice began again. "I can feel the stress move from all parts of your body. It is gathering in your cock. It is swelling because there is so much of it. I can feel that it is about to burst, but we are going to wait a few more minutes to give all of your stress time to find its way into your cock. We don't want any of it to remain in your body. Oh, there it goes. It is filling your cock even fuller. I can feel some of it leaking out; but let's wait one more minute. Let the last of it spill into your cock." She was rising and falling on him with a rapid motion. "Alright baby on the count of three, release all of the stress into my waiting pussy and it is eager to collect it all. One. Are you ready? Two. Let it build. Three." He felt like all of his insides erupted into her. Spurt after spurt shot out and coated her insides. More and more stress left his body and found a resting place somewhere in her pussy. He felt like he was going to continue forever, but eventually his spurts slowed to spasms and then stopped all together. She was lying on his chest breathing deeply. He just lay still, feeling a warm feeling of peace and serenity. After what felt like hours, he felt the towel being removed from his eyes. When they were finally able to focus, he was looking directly into her face less than a foot away. "Are you OK?" "Are you kidding? I've never felt more relaxed and stress free in my life. I'm not sure I can move." "Good. But you are going to need to move shortly because the water is getting cold." "I didn't....Did you cum? ...I want...." "Now who is kidding who? I came three times before your cock even touched my pussy and when you came, my pussy clamped down so hard on your cock, I don't think you could have escaped if you tried." "I didn't have the desire or the energy to try to escape. And I never felt you clamp down. I just felt your wonderful holster holding me and the powerful ejaculations. You sure know how to get rid of a man's stress." "Well there is only one man whose stress I want to get rid of; and I already did that. When he is stress free, he makes me feel so good. So it really is a selfish thing on my part. Now let's get out and dry off. I'm ready to snuggle with you in bed." They climbed out of the shower and dried off. He led her into the bedroom turned off all but one light and they slipped under the covers and immediately sought the warm softness of each other's body. They kissed and held each other and said sweet words to each other and then they fell asleep. Just as he was about to nod off, he noticed the bedside clock. It said 12:45. They had been in the tub for over an hour. Emily awoke to the smell of coffee. She opened her eyes and saw Jay sitting in chair looking at her with a smile on his face. He had a cup of coffee next to him already. "Good morning sleepy head." "Good morning to you and why aren't you in bed holding me?" "Because somebody had to get up and make coffee and prepare for the day. And if I was still in bed, I would probably have woken you up." "What time is it?" "About 7:00." "I don't remember the last time I slept past 6:30. I'm a lazy bum." He got up and poured her a cup of coffee. "Yes you are; but I am the only one who can call you that. You aren't allowed to refer to the woman I love in anything other than complimentary terms." "If I was more awake, I'd come over there and hit you." "No, you would come over and kiss me. But since you are a lazy bum, I'll come over and kiss you." He did. "You are awfully perky this morning." "Someone did a first-class de-stress job on me last night and I feel wonderful this morning." She smiled as she recalled the evening. "OK, you can owe me for the next two or three years." "Here's your coffee." She rolled up into a sitting position and took the cup he offered. They talked quietly while she slowly woke up. He told her that he found a note left for them and the breakfast would be served at about 8:00. If she felt like it, they could go take a short nature hike before or after breakfast and that the nearby town started opening up around 9. He told her about some of the shops and things to do that were in the neighborhood. When he finished, she said she wanted to go for a walk before breakfast. She got up and went to the bathroom and came back in a shirt and a pair of jeans and put on her shoes. They left and found the nature trail which led east toward the rising sun. They followed it and found a break in the woods that looked out over a pasture. They could see a number of deer grazing about 100 yards away and watched for several minutes until one of them lifted its head suddenly and the group moved farther away. As they watched and old man and a dog came into view out for a morning stroll. They smiled and continued their walk. They returned to their cabin just as a golf cart pulled up. A plump woman in her forties greeted them with a smile. She said that she had heard them arrive last night and hoped that they slept well. Jay replied that the bath certainly helped him getting to sleep. She nodded and smiled and brought the breakfast tray inside and set it on the table. She then bade them farewell and left. They found scrambled eggs, sausage and bacon, fruit, bread and jellies. They also found that they each had an appetite and they ate like it was their last meal. For the rest of the day they explored the shops in town and bought several things and then they visited a couple of working farms and orchards where they bought a variety of fruits and vegetables. They ate their evening meal at a small family style restaurant which specialized in locally grown foods and they marveled at the flavor of the fresh food. On Sunday after breakfast, they loaded their things in the car and started a slow return trip by avoiding the highway and went through a number of small country towns. At each they found a shop or two of interest and stopped several times. They arrived back home at 5:00 on Sunday and relaxed for the evening, relishing their escape weekend.