"Are you ok with everything? You didn't have any second thoughts today?" he asked.God no, I said inside my head. If only he knew I had been thinking...about his cock inside me for the majority of the time I was at work. I shook my head. "No," I told him. I shut the water off and grabbed a towel to dry my hands. "Actually, I was thinking..." I felt both his hands on either side of my waist and stopped talking. He slowly turned me around so I was facing him. His face was inches away from. It took most of the day to clean the place, except for the carpets that they were going to steam clean next day. In the late afternoon I was wandering around the unit thinking about the placement of my furniture and belongings, due to be delivered by the removalist on Wednesday, when my first neighbourhood visitor arrived at the front door. She was dressed in a school uniform, yellow collared T-shirt, green skirt and sneakers, a school bag dumped on the veranda beside her. I introduced myself. She had been his sixteen-year-old virgin bride, he knew that and yet she had been talking with someone. Ever since, it had been a pleasant and exciting addition to their lovemaking. He eventually thanked his mother-in-law for her wedding night talk with her daughter. Europeans… ah, even now the memory gave him a greater desire to enter Bethany. He gently moved between her welcoming open legs and slowly pulled her waist back toward him. She could feel it touch her. Oh, God, this was it, wasn’t. Upon returning to the clubhouse, I found my locker had been summarily moved from outer Siberia to the second row, inside the main locker area. Somehow, I suppose it was because the locker room boys had already packed me up to go back to Branson, I had been promoted to the "real" team, and moved up with the "regular" players."Hey, Sweetheart," I said to Colleen, when she answered. "It looks like my short stay in the majors is being extended. Rawley Crewson broke his arm late last night, and.