Somehow I was going to make Jessie learn to make biscuits as good as these were. Returning to the boardinghouse with her, I had one last word with Sar...h before I left for the ranch. "I guess you can support yourself. I'll tell George you are in town so it won't be a surprise if he runs into you. Maybe you can get together and work something out. Sarah, you are welcome to visit Felicity, that is if you would like to." Does she favor Bradley?" George thinks she does a mite, but he says she favors. ‘I think I want to keep seeing you. Making love to you has been – an experience. And I haven’t had a lot of experiences. So I think I want to keep seeing you. And I don’t think I’m going to get married. Would you like a bagel or something?’ ‘Whoa, whoa.’ I said. ‘Bonnie, don’t throw away a marriage because of some guy you met in a bar.’ ‘I’m not. He doesn’t make me feel like you do, that’s all.’ ‘And how’s that?’ ‘Let’s just say I’ve had three orgasms in my life — one alone, and two with you,. I let my hand lightly touch the lips of your vagina. A quick gasp, an in drawing of breath. I touch again and another gasp, I increase the touch, I am continually in contact now, moving along the beautiful crease between the folds of your lips, and I open them to let my finger slide inside. Your legs have involuntarily opened to allow more pleasure to flow in. My mouth moves down to give a first kiss to your vagina, but a kiss here is not enough, not for you or for me. I lick, and taste the. He stopped by them and looked for anything that may put the already calming fire out. Spotting a black blanket in the back, he got out and opened the back door. Grabbing it, he laid it over the bodies and walked over it, careful not to crush any bones. After a couple of minutes of this, Maynard was satisfied and wrapped the blanket around his hands. He carefully placed the bodies in the back seat and placed the blanket tastefully over their laps. Laughing, Maynard closed the door and sat inside.