Now, I'm not really allthat much of a hugger. That time yesterday was a special circumstancesince I hadn't seen him in quite a while and was happy he'... come for avisit. Typically I just did the pat or punch to the shoulder thing whenit came to men. I wasn't afraid or ashamed to hug another guy, I justnever had the urge to typically.Now, however, I needed a hug in the worst way. Not since I'd been underten years old had I wanted to simply be held and when Grandpa enfoldedme into his embrace I. . would have had a good long ride!!As I locked up, I decided to stroll a little on the beach to unwind, before getting to bed. I really needed to cool off!. I was quite exhausted and really needed to get things off my mind.Well, in this frame of mind and downright horny by now, I set out for the walk. As if the weather knew what I was thinking, it began a cool romantic drizzle and built up to steady rain. Not the sort that lashes down, but the sort that pours down at a rhythmic pace. The kind. He agreed the large plateau would be easy to clear, especial once he and Gary had the big loaders assembled. It had no trees on it, only grass and shallow-rooted scrubby bushes.It wasn’t too far from the transporter location either. Sean decided that he would have the transporter keep coming down where it had been. As long as bad weather didn’t settle in, they could cross the river in the lingers easily enough.If they can get started now rather than in another week, it will make a lot of people. "She laid on her back, with trepidation I moved my head between her legs. She was whispering to me now telling me where to concentrate my efforts and when to switch motions. "Now use your fingers at the same time," she said. She was moaning quietly and beginning to writhe more rapidly. After awhile I told her my tongue was getting tired, she told me not to stop, I was almost there. At the time I remember not knowing exactly what she meant by that. By the end though I had been giving a thorough.