Thursday night, while on the way home from KCC I stopped by the airport site.One of the three batch plants was gone along with several of the concrete...mix trucks. The floor pour was different than what had been done with the runways. It looked like they were starting from each side and working towards the middle with the concrete.They were using some kind of pump truck get the concrete to the big center sections. One of the men said it was the same procedure that they had used with the other. Dinner was stressful as usual lately. Brandi couldn't take it anymore today, she went to her room. Rex and his wife went into his Study to talk. "Beth, we need to take a vacation, we have to work on our marriage." he said. "I don't have time for this right now Rex, The company is in the middle of a hostile take over, and I have to leave on Friday to meet with the people in Boston." she told him. "WHAT! We due to leave on our family Vacation then." he said. "I'm sorry, you can still leave I'll. He would take my hand and ask me how I slept.Days rolled into nights. Miguel was a brilliant student, but had a hard time writing in English. I was a good writer but needed to pay more attention to my design work. Our skills complimented each other. We spent our days doing schoolwork together, during the evenings I went to his shared apartment where he cooked for me traditional Portuguese meals, of fish and vegetables. “Americans do not know how to cook fresh foods,” he explained and proved. “Can we watch while we are both naked?,” she asks as she ogles Roger’s erection.Just as I remember Karl is a very attractive man, in his late twenties I surmise with a good muscular body, (love his taut arse), and I can see he is well hung with a raging erection. Is it my naked body that has given him an erection, or is it my man’s naked body, I muse, excited that he is going to watch us fuck with an erection. Very excited actually. Just as I recall, without her work uniform Maria has a very.