Just the thought of it caused her to emit a sad sigh.After another weekend of near-constant fucking, Theo had insisted that she go, insisted that she ...eave the bed, leave the small town, and get back to her real life.McKayla had finally agreed, after he promised that he’d come visit her within the next few weeks.And that he’d bring a lot of milk and honey with him.To make sure that they actually left this time, he’d gone out to the car and told her that when she met him there, he’d let her suck. “I thought I’d like to go to New Zealand for the honeymoon. We can hire a car and just drive around as we please, and stop when we want to. What do you think?” he asked.“That’s not how you plan a holiday,” she scolded.“Yes, it is. It’s the best way. Mum and I used to chuck a bag of clothes in the car, and then we’d pick a direction and drive. If we found something interesting, we stopped. We’d check out the information centres when we got somewhere and go do whatever took our fancy.”“We’d take. I ran all the Secret Service agents out of my living quarters and to their own assigned areas or their rooms, whatever the case might be.The girls and I settled in the hot tub where the water noise made it hard for people to listen in, after we put the boys to bed.For an hour I listened as Marcy, Ching Lee and Vicky filled me in on the things that happened today. Tonight covered the highlights, tomorrow we would get into the details.All of us wanted intimate time as a group. We met in my and. ‘What’s the matter now,’ he asked stepping around her desk to look at the computer screen. There was silence and so Greg looked at Alex and caught her staring at the bulge in his biker shorts. It wasn’t the first time she had been so transfixed. She cleared her throat and said, ‘I’m not sure. There are a bunch of files I had here that seem to have disappered.’ Whenever he got this close in the morning before changing that obscene bulge was unavoidable but she did her best not to notice it and.