Was Barb telling me that..." "Oh fuck! Give it up" I thought as I parked the truck in my parking space. "Too much thinking is almost as bad as not thi...king things through at all." Just before falling asleep I decided on what I needed to do.The next day I took an early lunch and paid a visit to Zales. That evening I took a knee in front of Barb and asked her to be my wife. The response was not what I expected."Gee Bob, I'm flattered that you feel that way about me, but we don't know each other. She admitted to herself that she wasn’t sure how she felt about being called a “bitch”, particularly in this context, but she was not about to argue.Allison heard Lacey return and then she felt her underwear being taken off. A hand gently caressing her legs and then her pussy. “So much pussy juice” she heard Lacey say. Allison felt a finger that wasn’t hers touching her clit in the most pleasurable way for the first time in her life. She bit her lip and she came without much effort on Lacey’s. From the government project I rode the bike out to my Mill Village project. It was a good three mile ride, but I didn't mind. The weather was better on Sunday, even though that actually made no difference to me either. It was chilly, but it was dry which I did appreciate. I wasn't really positive that I was rust proof. I smiled at that thought, the 6 million dollar bucket of rust.I was dressed in jeans, a tee, and a baggy sweat shirt over the tee. The sweat shirt was to hide the .38 riding in. Still, a lot of the girls love working there.” Ellie held something back. It was the first time since we had been together today that she wasn’t ejaculating as much about everything as she could tell me. I ground my teeth as we crossed the third floor hallway. Doc Vanessa’s room was 3J. I stopped Marina from knocking as I swiped my card through the lock and marched in.“There’s my little monkey! Hey baby! Hi Ellie.” Rena was laid out on a big sofa in a big fluffy bathrobe. Her hair was was being.