Thank God Donald, and I had all the tools we’d need, but that still left a cement mixer for now, and I decided to buy that with a view to any future...projects. That left only the security fencing which again I bought and decided that Don and I would put it up ourselves.Pete had been a signwriter, so he made a sign saying the site was protected by Global Security Limited (That was himself.) and was patrolled by guard dogs, (namely, a daft little puppy called Oscar.) Then the sand and cement. You are not aware how I take from the freezer the condom filled with water I put there last night, How I rip the rubber off the ice dick and walk to the bedroom, watching you lying asleep. You awake softly from your dream of hot summer by the cool touch on your forehead. You open your eyes slowly and see me there and you smile as my hand cups the back of your head and raises you up a bit. You see the icy cock near your mouth and open your lips slightly. I rub the ice cock head across your lips. I started to stroke her tits through her blouse. She did resist to this, but not as strongly as when I tried to put her hand on my cock. As we kissed I kept playing with her tits through her through her blouse and soon I was toying with the buttons, waiting for her reaction. I was pleased when she offered hardly any resistance so, buoyed up by that, I began to undo them. Soon I had her blouse open and was playing with her nipples through her bra. I knew I was winning as she started to moan. "What if we'd met in a situation where we had to be together without all the racket going on? Without others around? What if we were forced to live together? Would we actually get to know each other, or would we still be too reserved to talk? We conversed when I had to explain the computer problems and I know he wanted to say more and I did too but couldn't get the words out. I wonder what it would be like to sleep with him? Make love to him? Why do I think about him so much now? Is it because.