... He and Patty tore into the pitcher and I sipped at my mash, watching them kid and flirt like two teenagers. Finally making my decision, I stood up and told the two of them I had to drive into town and get the car gassed-up and checked-out for the trip home. Patty barely waved as I stepped out the door. I drove my car down the mountain a little bit and walked back up to the cabin, from the rear - just in time to see Doug's three friends walking up to our cabin. I went up to a window and peeked in. Doug was kissing Patty and feeling her tits through her shirt ...
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