I swallowed hard, my mind swirling with thoughts, the biggest foremost was the size of the cock jutting abruptly upwards, and the girth, surely men we...e not like this? ‘Stroke him girl’. I extended my hand and touched the tip of the glans, and traced its bell-like shape down to its base. My father has worked wood when making furniture, and often I have been encouraged to appreciate the craftsmanship that goes into wood, especially the tactile feel, the smell and smoothness reflecting the love. I decided to check to be sure I had everything I'd need for us to eat. I was planning on firing up the grill but as it turned out I didn't manage that until the next evening ...but none of us complained when Tyrell offered to pay to have some food delivered. For some reason we weren't that hungry ...well not for food anyway ... so we decided to start back up again. Before we did though Dawn wanted to ask me something just between the two of us. We excused ourselves and went into the bedroom. He put a hand out as if letting the Pilgrim know he was really awake this time. He talked in low Helican, the commoners tongue, with signs of exasperation in his face and a disgruntled voice:"I'm up. I'm up, you heartless driver. Don't you get tired? Don't you need to sleep? I guess you're used to this sort of thing. When will we be getting there? Do you really know or are we wandering aimlessly? You still don't understand a single word I'm saying, right?"The Pilgrim smiled and made the hand. "Thanks everyone! I love you all!" Christina called out as she wentoffstage. Behind the curtains, several assistants came over to herwith drinks and cool wet towels. "And a special big thanks to youguys!" Christina smiled and sipped a soda while a cool towel waswrapped around her shoulders. "That feels great." She said with asmile."I'm glad." The assistant said. Christina turned around. She smiledwarmly. This was the cutest girl she'd ever seen. Her short brownhair and soft blue eyes made her.