” “I get that way when I write. In case you were wondering she is wet and eager,” I tell you in my most sultry, ‘come hither’ voice. You s...ile as you say, “Oh I am more than aware what your writing does to you,” you wink and walk away. I frown and close my eyes. The urge to follow you fills my mind as my hand rubs the cloth covering my wetness. I can feel the damp moisture soaking into the fabric and the course grain tantalizes me. As I push the fabric inside me my desires for you increase. She also had tried to get Ann to go to Tijuana for the weekend with her several times but Ann had always managed to find some excuse--in reality, she had no interest in these things and for entertainment would have preferred a quiet movie. She had never really liked to drink, except for one or two daiquiris before dinner when Dave was home.She had the feeling that Mr. Schroeder was interested in her and that might have been the reason Ann was hired. Many of the other Navy wives had tried to. She had put some thought and effort into this lunch instead of just throwing some lunch meat between slices of bread. She sat across the table from me as I ate, and continued the inquisitive questioning she had begun in the yard. It seemed like she wanted to know everything about me. I asked if I could have a drink, and she got up to pour a glass of milk, apologizing that she had forgotten it before. When she brought it back to the table, she didn't sit back down. Instead she stood behind me. A pair of swoop riders out back,” Rey said.Approaching the screen, Jakson’s heart sunk. “Shit ... it’s the Irving Boys.”“Your former partners?”“The same. But how the hell did they find me?!”“Who says they found you? They could be here for any number of reasons,” Rey tried to argue.As soon as she finished speaking, a loud thump came at the rear door of the ship. “Jakson! We know you’re in there!”“You were saying?” Jakson mused to Rey. “Stay here in the bedroom, out of sight. I’ll handle.