‘Mr. McNally really won’t mind what happened today?’ she asked. Kristen smiled. ‘No,’ she said. ‘He won’t.’ ‘But he would if it was ... man?’ Angel asked. ‘Yes, he would,’ she said. “He would never forgive me.” Angel stood up and walked to the kitchen window. ‘I feel like…like I did something wrong,’ Angel said. Kristen stood up and walked over to the girl. She put her hands on the girl’s shoulders. She leaned in and said into her ear, ‘You did nothing wrong.’ Angel’s eyes closed and she leaned. She looked hotter when she wore high heels.We were ten isolated people in a quiet hotel. Nice place and beautiful scenery. It was hours of training, work and of course moments of leisure. I had the opportunity tô see Dri, that's what we called her, in a light green swimsuit. I admired the bulky thighs and noticed the toenails painted in the same red color as the hands.I noticed her sadder and quieter than the previous course. Despite the open and frank smile. Sadness in her gaze was a. I got back at the house around 12 am. I smelled something nice coming from somewhere. I decided to follow my nose. It lead me straight to Mom cooking us some bacon and eggs. A late brunch she would call it.We sat at the dining room table and munched away at our food. “Where was Lucy going” Mom asked. “She doesn’t know because her Mom wouldn’t tell her” I answered eating my last piece of bacon. I took both our plates to the kitchen. “You two were really getting a long last time” Mom continued.. Why, where are you taking me, to your house or something lady?" I ask nervously. Stopped at a light, her frame turns to me, a look on her face that still turns me on so tremendously -- even after all this time, and it now only being a faded memory. Like a damn a****l, spotting it's prey. All I can think now is, YES. I'm in! The internal pressure of my sex-drive, builds and finally bursts into a wave of ecstasy as I realize I AM about to get exactly what I want! Yes, I did have a God (or.