And thanks for the ride home last Sunday. Gregg still has not apologized for leaving me stranded at Mom’s. Sorry it cost you a long drive. Julie ***...************************ Dear Julie Absolutely no need to apologize. I was in fact proud that you introduced me as your stepfather and I hope you have not felt the need to correct that impression at work. Your friends treated me kindly and please thank Glenda for flirting with me. She made me feel young and sexy. Feel free to call me any time you. This, however, is not the type of scenario I like to explore or base stories on. I am more inclined to think about a realistic dynamic that would apply to women I come across in daily life.This is precisely the type of fantasy I like to create for myself when I begin to craft a new story line – I use what I observe on a day-to-day basis and try to create a plausible scenario that I can expand on. On any given day, I will interact with a number of people during the course of my normal daily. The brick building for the forge was an innovative step, but even with a number of masons, the building would take the best part of a year to finish. My plan was to build a small, improved forge quickly and teach the estate blacksmith how to use it, then the estate crew could work with the masons on the larger, more efficient forge while I was back in Juniper Hills. My babies would be born by then and these developments would be the beginning of an economic renaissance, which they could enjoy. . I always had a crush on you." She said, and looked down at the black knickers in his hand. "Are they Sarah's?"Simon nodded and Emily pulled a sad face: "Don't you ever use mine?" She asked, her bottom lip stuck out in a pout."Of course!" Simon said, and opened the carrier bag, retrieving a pair of pink and white striped cotton briefs. "These are yours! I use them all the time, look they're covered in my jizz!" Emily looked like she was going to crack and start kicking his arse, but Simon kept.