It was a move we were both looking forward to, given that we had spent the last few years together in the city in a small apartment with me working ne...rly 100 hours a week and her studying for her degree. At 22 years of age, my partner Samantha was a stunningly beautiful ex gymnast with long brown hair, shapely legs, an amazing butt and double-d breasts. And right now she was laughing at me, hands on hips with that amazing smile spread across her face as I staggered up the driveway holding what. Debbie was there and sitting in the living room waiting and visibly shaking. We sat and talked for a while until she was less nervous and then Tim left.She said she would do whatever I wanted, so I told her to go into her room and come out dressed in nothing but thigh high stockings and fuck-me pumps, and to bring her favorite toys with her. She left the room and I sat and drank my tea for a while. When she returned, she was stunning, and I told her so. She smiled gratefully. I asked to see her. I woke up and sat beside him. He was still looking down like a guilty person in court.I held his chin and raised his head.“Look at me. You like me, don’t you?” I tried to arouse him.He looked at my face but hesitated to speak.“Tell me or I will complain to Shanaya.” I threatened.“Yes yes. You are beautiful. I like you.” He spoke in a sentence.“And how are my tits?” I winked at him.“What are you saying?” He was surprised.“Don’t you like them?” I asked with lust in my eyes.He didn’t speak. I continued and completed 4 laps then made my way back to the house. Kristy was waiting for me."You realize extensive modifications will need to be done to the runway and structures at the new airport, correct?" she asked."Yes I know but there is room, correct?" Yes there is, that won't be a problem. We have seen a few survivors near the airport but not too close, they do know someone is working at the airport though." Then we should go down there so they can see our presence, we will leave.