Either way, I don’t trust him.”“Well, here we are,” Johnson said, pulling into the long driveway of the Alexander farmhouse. “Let’s take a...look inside.”“This place is sure isolated,” Mead said when he stepped out of the car and looked around. “It’s easy to forget how much open country there is around our little city.”“Yes. The new annexation gets it a little closer, but once you hit the county roads, the population density drops drastically.”“That would be the border of the Wild Woods back. ‘Do you realize that your plan will also…’ she gasped, ‘…put 25,000 people out of their jobs, two small towns and a dozen banks will probably go bankrupt and the national defense will be jeopardized — because of contracts you plan to dissolve.’ He finally removed his tongue from inside of her. He stood and unbuckled his pants. ‘Yes,’ he said. He lifted her off her feet and laid her on the bed. Her hair fell around her on the silk sheets. She could feel the orgasm welling inside her. Her feet. She’d thought about kissing him several times that day—imagined it, that is. Every time she’d imagined it her lips had tingled as if she didn’t receive his kiss then her lips would yearn untouched forever for his blessing. It made her giddy. She felt if he ever actually did kiss her, she might just explode. Unfortunately, he probably never would, so she needn’t worry.‘Do you need a ride today?’ ‘Oh—what?’ She said. She’d been too busy imagining him kissing her again that she’d completely missed. We got that thing..."Breanna looked at him oddly and then slowly nodded. "Yeah, I guess." Her expression brightened as she stepped up to me for the third time and hugged me again, saying softly into my ear, "I'm so glad we saw you, Mister Heller! See you soon!" Then she surprised me again by giving me a kiss on the cheek and grinning mischievously over her shoulder as they left.For my part, I couldn't take my eyes off them...or more precisely, Breanna as they walked away...not just because her.