The path I decided upon took me around the back of the woods where it is the most secluded as I did not fancy meeting too many people. After about twe...ty minutes of wandering about enjoying the peace and quiet I noticed something or somebody in the distance so curiosity led me slightly closer and I could make out a youngish man in a jogging suit looking quizzically at the ground,I stood for a few minutes watching him looking around in the grass obviously he'd lost something,oh well good luck to. As she fucks herself just a little harder and faster, i can hear her moaning louder and louder. Im worried someones going to hear whats going on - but that doesnt matter right now, this experience is too good to miss.She takes the tanoid back to her ear "i need you here" she exclaims... "right fucking now!" shes not to far from another orgasm - i can see her twitching... "suck on them juice covered fingers for me, im on my way"I stand up and finally let go of my dick. I pull my trousers and. She shook her head."No. It'll just make me want to do it with you again."She opened the door herself and was out in the hallway before Laura could stop her again."Bye, Laura." I won't let it be goodbye, Yvette," Laura said, but she didn't know if Yvette heard her as she walked toward the elevator.And so, when Karen phoned that afternoon, Laura was in a perfect mood to see her. This time it was Karen who was suffering and wanted to drown her sorrow in Laura's arms. Karen had been seeing a man. I followed her and he stepped into line behind me. We sat at my accustomed table near the window where I could watch the passing of the high plains that lie west of St. Louis. The tall prairie grass reached nearly to the train windows and stretched to the horizon unbroken save for the occasional copse of cottonwoods that poked out of the washes. Now and again a settler’s cabin sat at the bottom of a thin trail of smoke that twisted skyward in the early morning calm. The light haze of the dust.