The image made me moan softly and I felt a small tingle low in my belly. I stood at the door and listened for a few moments, picturing him as he show...red. Just as my fingers reached for the doorknob, they stopped. I heard a new sound coming from inside. It was the sound of flesh against flesh...the sound of a hand briskly rubbing a hard, wet shaft. I heard his low moan over the sound of the water, his panting, his hand rubbing faster and faster. My breath caught in my throat and I could feel. He could just make out letters of the alphabet over each line then he noticed more lines painted on the floor. Every so often an alphabetic letter was seen on the floor. He didn't know why but he felt an irresistible urge to stand in the "S" line. Without thinking about it he moved to the end of the line and began patiently waiting his turn for he knew not what. After finding his place in line Tim looked around. There were all types of people standing in line. Some waiting patiently as was he,. I had a CB in the truck and the house as well as a police scanner in each place that I had liberated from Radio Shack. I heard no signals on either one.I took to hiding my presence at the farm and, even more, in town. I had hidden the truck one day in my old town. I was going to scout out a different grocery store for canned goods. I was close when I heard noises in the street and quickly found a hidden spot from which to watch.I didn't have my rifle but at least had my pistol. I had practiced,. She rationalised. Mike would be home in a bit less than a couple of months, the end of April. Terry would no longer be an employee by early September. She would have four months to make up her mind.She agonised again. She was keen on Mike; had been very keen, certainly physically. All the same, apart from Terry being quite good looking, as was Mike, he had not shown her quite the same gentleness and affection but then he had not had much opportunity and was just as aware as she of their.