How many people, no matter how much they fly, ever have anything like that happen to them even once? Very few. I'd be willing to bet that no one has e...er had it happen twice." That's false logic and you know it," she said. "I am not getting on that plane."Jake took a long sip of his drink, a deep drag of his smoke, trying to think this through. Helen had the stubborn expression on her face and he knew that changing her mind about this would be difficult. "Are you going to stay in Boston. More than I would like to have been."He said, "There's a saying I heard, 'All's well that ends!' Sometimes, that's enough."Lisa said, "I like that though, for us, it ended pretty well. Al saved my life. However, I would prefer not to get shot again."James said, "Are you okay now?" Yes, Thank you for asking. I'm fine now thanks to Al."I said, "The house is coming along."James said, "This is the time when you see big progress. Later, it will look like nothing is happening though just as much time. All I can muster in a groaning tone is, “I want you now. On top of me…”You say, “Say my name when you tell me how you want me.”I am almost delirious from the heat in the room, the water, the steam, your body, our passion… I tell you, “Zoe, I want you to fuck me.”You reach over and grip my shaft very hard and say, “Not good enough… You know what I want to hear…”I can’t take another minute of not being inside of you, and you have slowly been tightening your grip on my cock, driving even further. She smiled at my hit. Had she given me something? I didn’t think so. Her first pitch was a fastball and I was counting on that. I would be stepping back into the box as a new batter. Fastball again?I watched her bend low and realized she dipped her head a little. Sinker. I connected again, this time sending it to left field. Two hits in a row.“Two men on and no outs. You figure something out,” Franco asked.“I think so. I think she’s going to pitch me outside at least once, maybe twice now,” I.