She returns his gaze, and feels no need to verbal communication. Their mouths move towards each other, lips opening, and a light kiss begins. Gently, ...ovingly, their tongues dance with each other. After a few seconds, the pace grows more frantic. The hunger of their passion for each other takes over, each one trying to devour the other. He pushes her back against the door. His left thigh forces its way between her legs, finding a resting place against her pussy. As their frantic kissing. I was just about to order another when I saw her approaching me. I'd only seen her in running wear up to this point and thought she looked good. Now in her regular clothes, I was floored.I noticed her smile first as she approached me, what a beautiful woman. She was dressed in shorts, showing off her toned, tanned, and oh so delicious legs. Her feet were protected you might say in some sort of sandal thing that reminded me of Roman gladiators. Toenails were painted a bright whitish color. My job paid well and by my mid-twenties I was able to buy a two-bedroom home near my work. This, unfortunately, took me away from my family.Laura met the love of her life at university and as the years passed, it was inevitable they would be married. He was not one to compromise and insisted they live near his family. This was only one of the things I disliked about him. Not that he wanted to be near his family, most people would, given the choice. Laura wasn't given the choice and there was no. I later learned through Nola that she was a rape counselor at the college.Wally said, "Let's have a look at the plane. We should bring something back to the rest."I said, "Follow me! However, I really think we should move here. The stream is bigger and the beach has more depth for a sign."Wally responded, "Let's talk about that over breakfast with some cans to take back."We made a quick raid on the plane finding more ham and some potatoes for our breakfast. We took two more cans of ham and some.