Free Blogger: I SPY CAMEL TOE - ISPYCAMELTOE put his things down, Buddy walked to the windows and looked out at the beach. "This place is unreal," he commented, feeling a little awed. Mr. Harris had to make really good money. There was no way his parents could ever afford a place like this and they both had pretty good jobs.
"I've always loved it here," Marla said. She'd walked over to where the young man stood and was standing behind him. She slid her arms around his waist, pulled him back against her, and kissed him gently on the neck. "I love it even more now because you're here with me."
"It must cost a fortune to own a place like this," Buddy said.
Marla laughed and kissed his neck again. "It is expensive," she admitted. "But unlike our house, this place belongs to me."
Surprised, Buddy turned around in her embrace and looked at her. "It does. How can you afford it? I mean, you aren't working and..."
"My parents left me some money...a lot of money...a whole lot of money...when they died" she explained. "My family used to rent a house up the beach from here when I was a kid. I saw them building this place and have loved it ever since. I used some of the money my folks left me to buy it and I put the rest in an irrevocable trust fund that pays all of the expenses for the house." She laughed a little bitterly. "My husband has never let me forget that I 'robbed' him of the money my folks left me when I bought this place and set up the trust."
