I look at him with a sweet smile on mine. “Are you trying to get me fired, sweets?” “Me? No, never. I just miss you, baby.” “You’re lucky ... love you. What a nice surprise.” “I thought you might enjoy seeing me today.” He helps me out from under the desk. As I lean against his desk he rests his head on my stomach. I run my fingers over his bald head. He stands at 6’2” and is in great shape. Drop dead beautiful fuck me blue eyes. His fingers begin to tug at my shirt, pulling it out from my skirt;. .Contraction. What? Was that her water breaking? Oh my god, Oh my god. . .A few minutes later, a weak and physically exhausted Laura can only watch as the kitten that walks on his hind legs that she just gave birth to climbs out of the car and runs off back into the woods. . .The Golden Boys. That would be the nicknamed they picked up quickly. Officially nobody knows where they came from though unofficially people are thinking genetic experiment gone wrong. Called Golden Boys because from a. So I needed to settle down, get close to my three kids again, who were all under the age of ten. I got custody of the kids in the divorce settlement and they needed my stability around them as they missed their Mom.I never lost track of most of my old shipmates, though, and I guess I always had a particularly soft spot for Tess Cork, my old number one.I heard through the grapevine of other old crewmen that she was working as a commercial pilot, and enjoyed the glamour of flying luxury. The heels made it difficult and the snow didn’t help. There were people coming out of the building and she was positive that they got a brief but full look at her very wet pussy. ‘Oh well, they don’t know me and I don’t know them…Jeez!’ Lisa thought she saw the gentleman smile and the lady lift an eyebrow, but ignored the looks. She smiled up at Jonathan and tried to keep her balance. As he closed the door, she looked up at the large Victorian Style home before her. It appeared to be a B&B.