" she paused to point at the third photo, " ... maybe this one."Val's mother nodded effusively, and said, "That one. Yes ... definitely, that one."The...front door opened and without turning, Janet eagerly called out, "Bernie?"It wasn't Bernie, but Joe Marcolina who walked in and laid several packages on the table in the foyer. "Nope, it's just me," he said cheerfully.Everyone but Val ignored him.Heather, glanced at the two choices under consideration and said, "I don't like that one."Natalie,. ”“Ya mean you have to go?”“I mean I would like to go to your hotel with you. You might find it crazy Peter but every time I think of that Gushing Springs experience I get incredibly wet. Telling it and remembering the details the way I have has got me so fucking horny that I’m ready to climb the walls. If by the grace of God, you can make it happen I need some orgasms.With her exasperated look, she could have been thinking, you sure as HELL better make it happen, Buster. “Please tell me to come. Cliff asked if there was any coffee made and Paige replied that there wasn’t but that she would make a pot. ‘Did anyone bring in donuts or bagels?’ Cliff asked. They looked embarrassed as they nodded no that no one had thought to do that. Cliff then asked if there was a place nearby to get some and Steve said there was one about 10 minutes from the office and he offered to get them. Steve asked everyone what they wanted and he took off to the bakery. ‘Where is there a good place to stay near. The man next to me I recognised from my last visit, Douglas. ‘Gentlemen, may I introduce Cat, roar of approval from the watching masses. Opposite me was a muscular black girl, very attractive. And her opponent tonight Ebony, another roar. Fuck was I supposed to fight this girl? I’d had a few catfights in my time but usually over some guy, or girl. The bell rang and we squared up to each other. Ebony deftly put her foot behind my leg, grabbed my shoulders, a quick push and I was on my back..