"Nicole said you are much more than the historian and archaeologist I'dfirst met -- that you're the Archangel Michael. That's an idea that I'mhaving ... hard time dealing with."He leaned forward, propping himself on the desk with his elbows; hisblue eyes glittered with good humor, though he repressed the smile thattried to reach his face. "I think that's an understandable reaction.Are you more worried about her being wrong, or being right?" If she's wrong, at worst I'm embarrassed. If she's. . no, he's accommodating and..."Georgia was moving the receiver to her other ear so she could slip out of the blouse. Brian was unhooking her bra."Don't say that, Curtis. I said he is accommodating. He just brought me back to the motel after having dinner with his family."Her bra was off, and Brian was cupping both breasts from behind."No, he left. We're going to have breakfast before he takes me to the airport in the morning," Georgia said into the receiver before turning her head to accept. Liking her new position, I slid back, putting my hands on her hips so that I could admire the way my cock looked splitting open her pink pussy.My cock started to slip in and out of her pussy as I fucked her. She had a climax squealing loudly. The jerking of her pussy muscles squeezed my cock and I delivered a load of cum into her.We both collapsed breathless, and I decided to seek out the restroom again. Wayne was sat talking to Kay and Ruth and Janice were both sitting in chairs relaxing and. Crazily he looks just as she imagines what Jake looks like.The man is standing next to her father and another of the farm hands. He steals a glance at her, but it is quick and goes unnoticed by the other two men. Shyly, Emily Elizabeth ducks behind the fence post, trying to conceal herself while stealing away glances at him. It is uncanny the way he looks just as she imagined him to look. But it can’t be Jake. There is no way he could just magically come to life. Unless he is real. She thinks.