He loved her, but she was 49 % sweetheart and 49% bitch with the other 2% a matter of perspective. Too much time with her would push it to the bitch s...de and too little time with her, like now with this period of business travel, would also push it to the bitch side. Things beyond his control were preventing him from achieving the balance that would keep her in the sweetheart zone. He remembered that she had once commented on how exciting one of her romance novels was. That seemed like a good. ‘I’ve been waiting for this,’ she said as he walked to her and touched her arm tenderly. ‘Have you?’ he whispered. She nodded. ‘I wished over and over again that I could go back and make everything right when I had the chance in January… but it doesn’t work like that… I felt so-‘ He put a finger over her lips to stop the tumble of words that flowed from them. ‘We are here now. We have this chance. I want to make it perfect.’ His mouth found hers, his tongue dancing with her own. His fingertips. Mine should be finished in two more nights, but yours will take a bit longer,” she finished as the three of us just stared at her in shock.“But why? Why are they doing this?” Trish asked in her official voice as the Colonel.“It’s so we can go to see their Leaders and the Law Givers,” Lucy told us.“Just us?” I asked, looking at the others there.“Yes, just us. They have determined that we are the leaders here and should talk to their Elders and Leaders,” Lucy told us.“But why didn’t they tell us. I squeezed some sun block onto his back and began to rub it in, over his toned back muscles. When I had finished doing his back and neck he said, "Don’t forget to do my ass, stud; I wouldn't want that getting burnt." I squeezed more sun block onto his smooth, white ass cheeks and rubbed it in, my fingers sometimes slipping in closer to his sphincter, Matt squirming at my touch. I continued to apply the sunscreen until I finished his legs and feet. "Do you want me to do the front as well?" I.