Then, out of nowhere, Alex surprised her by proposing the two of them take a journey to a cottage on the West Coast his family owned. An adventure, he...said. Amy knew, or at least thought, that this was the moment, this was when they were going all the way. But once again, Alex surprised her, never making a move on her the entire week, with the both of them sleeping in different beds.And that was so frustrating. Amy was always the tease. Amy was always the girl that drove guys wild with her. Yet never did I see tears in her eyes she always had a smile on her face and a very positive attitude to life. Most of the days she was the only company I had at home and I would share with her my thoughts, problems and loneness. She was always very positive and encouraging and would try to buck me up whenever I was in the dumps. On my part I also helped by bringing old clothes from home for her and her family, and helping out often with cash for her urgent needs. I also got her husband a job. He required six, minimum, for the long arms, so he cut seven to allow for a spare, then a few more shorter ones for the pushing crossbars. Heaving them back into the clearing, he looked for material to secure between the poles, and something to tie the poles with. The bad guys had what was effectively a back pack, but roughly held together, so easy to take apart. John dismantled it, and thought he could make two carrying pieces out of it. He tested out wrapping one edge round a pole, then using. "miss smitth can you take off your bra but leave the top on?", "ok jeff just wait", so i wiggled and moved until I could get off my bra without removing my top, he started feeling me up again through the sheer white cotton top he just seemed content playing with my tits, he loved them , and to be honest I feel they are my best feature but the time was getting on and I had things to do, he seemd happy now so maybe Ill put an end to this, then there was a knock at the door," shit ,jeff get in.