I’m sure it will be worth your while. Love you. Bye.” And with that she flipped her phone shut. “Who I mean where would you like to eat?” she ...sked. “If we stop in Kingston we can eat by the river.” “Sounds wonderful. Maybe we can have a moonlit picnic. What do you think?” “Whatever you would like my dear. I am here to please.” Was my response, the bulge returning to my jeans at the thought. It was an easy drive with the traffic of Toronto behind us, and the atmosphere in the truck was. He invited me out for dinner after about 3 months his wife was out of town, and one thing led to another and I went back to his place. About a week later he left his wife for me" "What did you do the first night at Pete's?" "I think that make come under a sexual question so I am not going to answer. Pete is very jealous, you remember how I went with you to visit that employee last month, well I told Pete I had been out of the office with you, and I got the third degree from him" "What. Stopping their game, Inari ushered Tahreena inside as she went down the ramp to help them with bringing everything in.“You guys grabbed everything that wasn’t nailed down did you?” the middle eastern woman joked. She then went to one sled that one of the older people was having difficulty moving and pushed it up the ramp. There was a good amount of food in the sleds and a lot of other items of practical worth in this cold climate. Skins and furs consisted more than half the pilfered items while. “You come from a long line of hot-blooded, impish Irish lasses. When I met your father….” Mom got this dreamy look in her eyes. “Let’s just say, there’s a reason French men are famous as lovers.” (Yes, my dad’s ancestry is French and my mom’s is Irish.) “Italian men, too…” I smiled and looked at Vince. “Damned good lovers.” Mom kind of shocked me again. “His equipment, he got the super-sized upgrade, huh?” she winked. I gestured with my hands to show his 10-inch length. Mom let out a soft.