A Cousin's Reunion 1 - Sex Stories

A Cousin's Reunion 1

... most complicated wiring projects because I could visualize in my mind how each of the components worked. However when work was slow I was often relegated to those kinds of tasks the more senior electricians didn't want, like changing lights in a parking lot in a snowstorm. Yeah, that was when I decided there had to be a better way to make a living and maybe, just maybe the idea of going to college wasn't such a bad idea. Needless to say it wasn't too long before I was enrolled in a program at Purdue, which would unfortunately take me two more hours away from my favorite place in the world. But that was the cost of improving my options in life. As my last summer came before school started I spent as much time as I could at the lake, knowing that I was not going to get many more chanced once it started. The amount of time I spent up there also meant I connected with Julie quite a few times as well, spending a lot of time talking about both of our upcoming school years. Even though she was a year behind me, because of my year out working we would end up as freshman at the same time. I could tell she was torn, her current boyfriend was going to go elsewhere, and as much as she cared for him, he seemed to think that his departure to an out of state school was the end of their relationship. For myself... well I was between women, having recently broken off the engagement with the woman I had been going with for nearly a year. That in itself is another story, but the reality was, I ...

... was single and that was fine with me. My last week at the cottage was going to be alone, my grandparents unable to be there because of their own jobs. I took the whole week off of work and went up to just relax one last time before moving down to West Lafayette. It was a great week with many hours of quiet fishing being spent. In the morning I would sit on the peer and watch the sun rise, the ripples of the lake making the morning sun dance on the trees. It was probably the most peaceful I could remember in a long time. It was Thursday, and I knew I had only one more day and I was determined to make the most of them. After a nice breakfast of eggs and sausage I put the boat in the water and headed out with a lunch packed, headed for farthest of my fishing spots, not expecting to be back till early afternoon. It took nearly an hour of motoring to wind my way through the old channel, the trees sticking out of the water only feet from me at times, before I made my way around the last bend to where the upper dam was. As I had anticipated, it was flowing water to hold the reservoir I was on at level while the power company dumped water through the turbines in the lower dam to make power. I rigged my rods and spent the next few hours trolling back and forth across the humps and shoals in the channel and pool created by the water dumped from that upper reservoir. The trip had been worth it and I caught quite a few nice fish. Of course the disadvantage was the distance I had to go. ...