I had just walked in the door of my lil one bedroom house that I was renting. I had been living here for a year. My rich parents names were on the lea...e, my generous trust fund actually paying the bills. (Keep in mind from here on out I still have the house, still semi leading what appears to be a normal life, I just play his game on a daily basis.) I threw my bookbag down by the door as usual. Walked into the kitchen. Grabbed a soda-pop, walked into the living room, stopped dead, and dropped. And he was so damn sexy. Different to Craig in every way. I had to have him. I couldn't say anything. I just nodded and turned away. I rushed into the house, leaving the door open for Mark and went into the living room. I heard the door close as I threw my bag down onto the sofa, then I sat next to it with my head in my hands."Where's your boyfriend then." Mark asked, looking around the living room."Work." I replied shortly, not taking my head out of my hands."I see."I felt his hands on my. He took my hand and led me across to the disabled toilet for a little more privacy. Up until then, anybody could have walked through the double doors and spotted us. The door was barely shut before his lips were on mine again and his hands were under my dress, clawing at my underwear. The Ted of my fantasies was a lot gentler, but this was unexpected and invigorating. “Is this how it went?” he asked, breathlessly, as he helped me unbutton his shorts. It was all such a mad rush, Every second I. " said Wendy.Green jacket clambered aboard, sort of saluted, took off his hat and gestured at the seats. They sat. He wiped his brow with a red biker rag. "Hot," he said."Nice boat," said the Princessapality Water Warden and Boating Enforcement Officer. He was writing in his Offenses book."Thank you," said Junior."Here's your ticket. You should get this licensed. Sign here."Junior signed.He tore off her copy."And now ... approximately how much water did you dump in the lake? Don't fudge ... we.