She yawned, glancing back down at the book she held open in her hands. She’d read the same page four times but she still couldn’t have told you wh...t it said. Her mind wasn’t on reading. And if she drank any more of the coffee available, she might end up sick. The stuff was strong enough to take rust off of metal, it certainly was eating at her stomach lining. Getting up, she wandered to the door of the bull pen, glancing back as she felt eyes on her. Campbell smiled her way, watching her even. My cock throbbing, rock hard, and wanting to be freed from the confines of my boxers. You lean forward and teasingly lick at my lip. I run my hands up your sides rubbing and teasing. You coo softly as my fingers tease and kneed at your bare flesh. You reach up and press my hand above my head as you kiss you me softly and nibble at my lip. My hips rock gently as I attempt to kiss you back. Your hands wrap tightly around my wrists as our hips settle into a steady rhythm. I smile and lean forward. . from a pawn shop front winder at least three towns away. I’d eased that winder ajar wiv a Ford Transit box van. Even empty, them long wheelbase diesels can pack quite a ‘efty punch when ya need it. Take the bleeding, ‘inges off a castle keep, if’n you ‘it ‘em just right.“Nah!” Fencey sneered, “Panther wouldn’t settle fer nuffink. Them old girls’ve got stacks o’ old jewel’ry what can be released back into gen’ral circulation. I know just where I can place some Victorian-style cut diamonds, or. Shari and I both enjoyed swimming in the nude and neither of us had any issues with nudity, although we did not share our viewpoints with family or friends. We always suited up when family or friends would come and visit.I toweled off and grabbed a beer from our outdoor patio refrigerator and lit up a cigar. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling out, “Can I share that cigar and a beer with you?”At first, I thought it was Shari, then I realized it was not. It was Marci, Shari's identical.