.. I kissed her, caressing her head..."Let's ... bed ... she whispered throatily.We tossed the covers back and attacked each other in the middle. Afte... frantic minutes, she was giggling."Happy?" I asked."Yessss," she hissed as my fingers dipped into her juicy slit. "Can I tell you something?" Anything. As long as it's not 'go to your room..." Never," she said. "what I was trying to tell you is that I NEVER had this..." Making love?"She shook her head, smiling, lips parted. "Not like this." But. Be sure toheat up some water so you can take a hot bath. I'll see you later."I turn and head to Mr. Stanton's office and Fong goes to the rail car.Mr. Stanton who is still at his office is very pleased to hear aboutour progress of getting through the tunnel. Mr. Stanton then leavesand I finish some paperwork and then leave myself.By the time I get to the rail car the sun has already set. I quietlywalk into the rail car and close the door. As I'm walking by thebathroom I wonder if Fong is. She explained to me that we were going to an old people’s home where she was going to provide hand and foot massages to some of the residents.Over the course of the next five hours Ming massaged about 20 older ladies. I volunteered to help and she was surprised that I wanted to participate. She made my job easy by allocating me some of the easier ones.We had a break after three hours, when she shared a light lunch together that was supplied by the old peoples home staff. I enjoyed talking to. He’s so often so hungry that I don’t really need to do a thing.”I had to admit that it really looked like that little boy had decided to get everything Jennifer had to offer, and even more. After a short while, he got a bit antsy as her first breast seemed to run out of milk and she had to switch sides. Soon, he was sucking and snorting again like his life depended on it. Well, in a way it did. I could not help thinking how different he was, compared to little Judy. No, I don’t want to go.