Well I’d come out there and hug you until you couldn’t breathe and then drag you back to Chicago with me and spend my life making sure you never h...d to worry about a thing, and make darn sure you were never sad or unhappy.”“What? You would?” Had he really said what she thought he’d said?There was silence for a few seconds.“Brendon?”“Yeah?”“You’d want me to come to Chicago ... to be with you?”There was another long pause and finally he said, “Damn! I hope I haven’t screwed this up.”“Screwed what. To my surprise she was just laying on my legs with her eyes closed. I think she must be in deep sleep. Her long hair was just flowing all over my legs due to wind.Due to train shaking she was moving front and back as if massaging my legs with her hair. As there were crowd around me I couldn’t make any move. I kept my legs in that position for some time. Later I got courage and moved my leg further inside very slowly so that I may not wake her.I finally got my leg moved near her neck and slowly. "If we assume it's a 'go', what next?" Tanya demanded. "How far can we take this before we can't go back?" She explained quickly, "We need to get a whole lotta relatives to OK this first, when we go home this weekend."Sam regarded her cautiously. "You'll do it?" If they say it's OK." Here's what we'd had kicking around for the future of Candy Canyon. With the main character getting, well, older, we needed to introduce a cute younger character, a cousin or something. We'd been booting some ideas. ” Stacy got off the bed and left the room, leaving me lying there with my dress raised, my panties off, my legs spread and my temperature being taken... Rectally! In a way, it was very calming, so I just decided to lie there and enjoy it, in sort of a nasty way. I looked over at the clock, noting that it said one minute past eight. As I lay there, every once in a while I would press my hips against the bed or clench my buttocks together. I resisted the temptation to reach back and touch the.