Mike groaned before getting out of bed. Something felt odd...and itwasn't just nerves for the Three Lions tonight. He knew that feeling,this was diffe...ent. What was the phrase...someone walked over hisgrave? He felt a weird kind of...heaviness. Never felt anything like itbefore.Anyway, he doubted it was big enough to give him a day off school. Hitthe bathroom, hit the shower, dry off, deodorant, back to bedroom, findand put on school uniform. The uniform always irritated him. Not in aphysical. Her crinkly brown hair runs down to her shoulder. Her soft aged skin was slightly tanned with freckles on them. She was a tall and slim lady, with a rather athletic shape similar to a long distance runner. "Hello, I'm Marise", she greeted me. "I hope you've enjoyed your new work so far, I'm sure it'll get better". I gave her a smile as she greeted me followed by a small conversation about her experience at the work place.3 months has gone by since our first little meeting. She has been helping. I also knew he would lie, any man would.On Monday the painter finally came to spray the DOJ trailer. He did it two tone. A cream bottom which went over half way up, and a dark blue top. It was reasonably attractive. Like the Painter said unless I clear coated it, there would be significant fading. So I went for the clear coat.I spent that whole Monday supervising the Painter. Aka pestering the hell out of him. When he left, I handed him three one hundred dollar bills. He had worked all day on. I gave Don the best blow job I could. I tookmy time and made sweet oral love to him. Whenever I thought he was comingclose to orgasm I backed off and let him cool down before starting oncemore.That feeling I had the day before didn't come back. I didn't feel thiswas wrong. It felt so right at that very moment, I wanted it to lastforever.I tried to make it last but Don couldn't take it. Finally after so manynear orgasms he clutched my head in his hands and held me. He thenstarted pushing my head.