Good night, Mr. O’Dell.”“Good night, Officer Wilson,” I also nodded to the female officer who I’d not spoken too, out of courtesy.Closing th... door, I turned my attention to my wife. I walked into our living room and sat in my recliner. We sat in silence for a very long time.“Deb, are you hungry?”“No. You had to do it, didn’t you?”“Do what? All I did was watch you two for the past few weeks, then, tonight, I watched you come out of the hotel room together. And then I watched his head explode.”“I. Some were lucky to get a little more.Magnolia’s workshop was located right in the heart of town, right behind the local tavern, and across from the town square. It was a small space, just big enough to fit a workbench and a bookshelf. She had two stools by the bench for any customers as well. At the back was ladder leading to an upstairs loft where she lived. There was a bed, and a small kitchen area, and an even smaller bathroom. It wasn’t anything fancy, for sure, but she loved it all the. I could feel her pushing her body onto my hardness, almost dry-humping as we continued to probe each other with our tongues. Suddenly, the lift came to a halt, 'pinged' and we were on Catherine's floor. As the doors were opening, she backed off me, all the while staring into my eyes intently with her ice blues', anticipation dripping out of every pore...We stepped out and were immediately greeted by an older couple waiting to take the lift back down. "Good evening" the old lady smiled at. Kate and Bree shared adjoining rooms with a connecting bath and were very close friends, along with another very close friend, Shannon, who was Bree's roommate.Kate had briefly initially introduced me to Bree a couple of years before but our class schedules, degree paths, studies and work prevented much of any socializing. Whenever I did see Bree around campus there was always a gaggle of friends surrounding her so no chance of having a conversation with her and the horde always hanging around.