When you look up again at me, my eyes find a match with yours and through them I see the sensations you are making me feel. Loving me with your eyes a...d your hands. Your soft brown eyes are not exactly pleading and not exactly demanding, but somewhere in between: Give Me What I Want, they seem to be saying. A simple statement of fact, one with which I am hoping is in my eyes as well, for you to see. From outside my skirt, I feel your fingers sneak downwards and hook onto the waistline. Gently,. I'm surprised by how tight it can feel sometimes considering what dad and I sometimes do with her. Again, another story for another day...Sucking, bobbing, stroking, touching, fingering... the mornings are amazing in my house. Why would I ever move out. Focus Matt, you feel it, mom senses it... faster, faster, deeper... oh fuck here it comes... "Yes mom, yessss... just like that, keep going... oh fuck yesssss..." My body stiffens, I hold back as long as I can letting the force build up and then. ‘‘They want us to try to get them out but we think that is all but impossible,’’ Art Cummins said.‘‘Let me think on it a while to see if I can pull any rabbits out of my hat,’’ I said.The conversation was over so I locked the jail and went back to the office. Robert had texted me while I was finishing up with Art.‘‘I have located two areas that look like they are manufacturing plants for a lot of the drugs shipped north to the US. Both are close to the Guatemala border near Tapachula.”‘‘I used. Theyonly got so far when a white counter part popped up ahead of them."Everyone, get down!" Any more bright ideas," asked Jason."Whoa, cool costumes." The trooper in black said. "Where can I getoutfits like those?" Never mind that," said the white trooper. "They're butting in on ourpaintball game and we paid good money to use the arena." Arena," The group looked at each other confused."Guess this isn't the future after all," Anne said blushing. "I didn'tthink I made a mistake with my dimension.