Vacation?
Copyright© 2008 by Dual Writer
Chapter 4
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Steve Sharp takes a vacation that changes his life. He gets some breaks, he makes some of his own good luck. Lots of loving, some dull stuff but some decent action. This shows how you can succeed with your friends. (Some codes are implied but not a major part of the story.)
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Rags To Riches Incest Swinging
Day Four - Thursday
Amazing! I woke up at six-thirty. This was like sleeping till noon. After fixing coffee and oatmeal I put the new seat on my bike. I donned my helmet and glasses then took the bike out for a quick spin.
Nice!
When I got back, I figured on having an evening ride and looking around. But first was my planned trip to Wal-Mart.
I bought towels and wash clothes, dish towels, toilet paper then came the appliances. First was a small microwave oven. Next I looked at televisions until I finally decided on a 25 inch that had a great picture. I bought a put-together TV stand, paid for everything, and headed back to the park.
On the way home, I stopped at the grocery store and picked up a little more food including a couple of microwave dinners. I remembered beer too. Just to be safe, I bought three cases.
I put another case of beer in the fridge then unpacked and assembled everything else. Once it was all together, I remembered that I needed an antenna. They had to have had cable as that was supposed to be part of the lot rent so I looked under the trailer. I found the cable going up into the living room area where the TV was. Inside at the wall, I found the cable end and pulled it out of the wall until it was long enough to screw onto the TV. When I turned on the TV, the picture was great. I now had some entertainment.
About three, I cleaned up, putting on a clean T-shirt and jeans, put on my helmet, and glasses, and cranked up the bike. I rode into town and rode up and down the main streets looking for bars where bikes were parked. I found a likely place and pulled in, parking my bike to the side, away from the other bikes in case there was a problem.
Upon entering the bar, I got the usual looks that a stranger will get. At the bar, I asked for a cold long neck and was told that's all they had. After my second bottle, the barmaid asked where I was from. I told her I had been working out of the country for a couple of years and was taking a break here in Tampa. One of the guys at the bar heard me and asked what kind of work I did. When I said, 'welder' he asked if I had my own equipment. I answered truthfully, no, shaking my head.
Another guy came up and said that we could use "Pop's" equipment if I could fix the first guys cases for him. "Would you try to fix 'em if you could use Pop's stuff?"
"Sure, just tell me how to get there and I'll be glad to try," I said thinking this was a ruse.
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