The trouble was I had gotten out of the shower with a massive hard on. I tried to hide it as best as I could and answered the door. To my surprise it ...as Mary-Ellen, Mare I said I didn’t expect you so soon, I said to her. I could feel my cock twitch and she smiled and said I thought I would come down and visit. She wrapped her arms around me and I hoped she didn’t feel my hard cock. As much as I tried I couldn’t stop it from twitching and I pulled back from her and said just a minute and I will. ‘Hey, where did you put my music equipment?’ She looked at me with these keen ‘how can I help you?’-eyes and that fully focused face that’s ready to drop anything at a moment’s notice. That’s how campaigns were run: crazy skirmishes, direction changes, and whim of the moment fancies. And the staff had to always be ready to jump on the next bullet train at a moment’s notice. Her reaction set me at ease. She was on her downtime. She wasn’t in the frenzy of something. She’d get me my sound. “Then I’d turn you around and kiss your neck and shoulders from the back.” “So I could feel your hardness pressing into me?” “You probably could.” “I like that. I like knowing I can excite you.” “I think you like knowing you can excite anyone,” I chuckled. “Surely you’ve noticed the attention you’re drawing from every man in this room.” She gave me a crooked little smile. “I think they’re jealous of you.” “What gives you that idea?” She leaned toward me conspiratorially. “I think,” she. He did, and when I brought up the archery lessons he agreed to help if I was ready to start. He said he'd meet me near the big haystack in about an hour.When I finished breakfast I headed into the garage. I found the archery pallet Rose had told me about and started sorting through what it contained. Assembling the bows was a no-brainer at first. They seemed identical and consisted of a center grip section and two limbs which attached to the center part with only one bolt each. I put twelve of.