" The room voice replied, "Occupancy confirmed. Lock-down released. Door is still locked by occupants." The red icon had vanished, but the blue one re...ained.Steve considered his options, then spoke again, "Monitor: message to Betty. My name is Steve Miller; can I come in? Raul is out of the picture; it's safe to come out."There was a long pause, then a voice came from the speaker next to the door. "How do I know you're not like him?" Steve shrugged, and said, "I don't suppose I can prove it. I. Damn, for all the interminable hours I waited for her to reciprocate, all the time I pondered my aching jaw, sex and simultaneous orgasms, the time I thought of her hair, pubic and otherwise, the time I debated the proper usage of fuck and the hours I pondered the delicate slit between her legs, the clock had only moved twice, once for thirty two minutes after the hour and once again for thirty three. Her fingers opened her lips and guided me in, into the warmth, the wet softness, the soaring. " Great, I'm really looking forward to driving it, it's only two more days and I turn eighteen, I had better start to get some lessons Billy, you happy to risk your life mate?" No problem, if you like we can take the first one after brew, the van will be ideal to learn in." Right oh, straight after brew then."Ron rang and said he was going over to the milk factory in the afternoon and thought it a good idea for me to accompany him, I agreed with him and so we arranged to meet after lunch.Just. The only thing I knew I’d regret, was that I never told Laurie how I really feel about her. And I never would. ELEANOR You know, Tom’s not bad looking. Lanky, tall, and a mess of curly brown hair…he’s not bad looking at all. The only problem with Tom, is his mouth; he doesn’t open it enough, and when he does, you wish he hadn’t. Sitting with him at the kitchen table and listening to him drone on about the mods of his War Thunder gaming forum was fucking tortuous. I don’t care that the mods.