She kept stroking his back until they were both calm and satiated.Well, maybe she was satiated but on the contrary Alex felt far from satisfied. How c...uld this girl arouse such a strong desire inside him? What they had just done in bed was ordinary but it certainly didn't feel so common to him. Or to his cock for that matter. That was the strongest climax of his life, probably the best sex he had ever had. It was funny actually. He had slept with women much more experienced and much more. ========I’d had chickens for a few years. I’d bought another square mile (640 acres) of land inside the area delimited by the national forest, route 64 and route 55. I had a bit of the Wolf River inside my property line which I gently tapped for watering my orchards. Yes, plural. over four years I stretched out and planted four orchards altogether.I also rented a Cat D-8 over a summer and pushed up a berm just inside my property line, then had a team of guys run a three-string barbed wire fence. Murchison. I hope you, Catherine and Greta can work it out so all of you can be happy together.”“Thank you, Jerry Helton ... Thank you for more reasons than I can possibly tell you in public.”I walked into the dining room with Sherry on one arm and Greta on my other. There were maybe twenty couples already sitting at tables scattered around the large room, and all of them stood to clap their hands.Sherry told me, “Tip you hat for them, Jerry. Let them see your long black hair and that big smile. Just after lunch when I got out of the lift on my floor.’ ‘No one else?’ ‘No.’ ‘Then we might save your arse yet. You have been at a meeting with Jones Bros. since two o’clock. We will leave there at…’ She looked at the clock again. ‘… four thirty. So you can’t have sent the message at four o’clock because we were thirty miles away. You wouldn’t send an email Valentine to your girlfriend when you are in a conference with a customer. No one would.’ ‘But I didn’t have a meeting with Jones Bros.’.