West of Abilene he picked up Interstate 20 and hit cruise control.He hit Midland shortly before ten. Midland was a city that drifted from boom to bust...with the energy sector, oil in particular, and times were good once again.His destination was a building downtown that looked out of place among the 1970s modern, glass and steel structures built during the good times. Four decades later, there were a few newer additions, but next to the Western Group's building, they looked cheap. The Western. What if the sun and moon were lovers?’ ‘What?’ ‘What if they shared the same skies, and they both got mad at each other, and decided to separate?’ Aaron laughs, ‘Go on..’ ‘They both remember each other, even though they have their own lovers. The sun has her sky, and the moon has the stars.’ ‘Very creative.. Never thought of it like that.’ ‘Aaron you have to use your imagination sometimes.’ He says nothing. ‘How do you think the moon feels about the sun?’ ‘From the way you put it he. ”This lady who Pat would guess was in her late forties or early fifties walked over to the vending machine and purchased a bottle of water. His looking at her had him conclude that she was on the tall size maybe five foot eight or more, weighed about one thirty, and had a little longer than should length dish water blond hair she was wearing in a ponytail. Facially he thought she was average looking. Her figure was on the slim side with breasts that if he had to guess he would say they were. Anna’s hands began to slide underneath Bree’s top and caress her breasts. Anna arched her back in pleasure. Bree’s hands moved to between Anna’s thighs and began to rub her clit. Anna’s legs spread further open and Bree could feel how wet she was becoming. Anna unclasped Bree’s bra and her firm breasts popped out to expose themselves. Anna leaned down and began to suck on these beautiful, hard nipples in front of her. Bree moaned. Her fingers were still rubbing Anna’s clit as she unbuttoned her.