She left Charlie till last, taking his hand and asking, “where was his tent,” he appreciated that gesture, not relishing what he knew would be arm...ture-fumbling’s under the gaze of an audience. They left the warmth of the fire to a round of applause and comments like Pats, “you will be a man by midnight Charlie”, or Andy`s “make the most of her boyo she`s the real deal!” or Johns “t-t-t-two`s up…” He led her to an old army pup tent, small but simple to carry, it had been his home for the last. Your father has already had his chance to run things. Right now, I'm leaning towards the idea that Larry should finally be given his chance to run things. I'm still going to give the matter some more thought, before I make any firm decision or announce any appointments. I'll hold off on making my final choice until after we have the new building to house the company in. As it stands right now though, I'm leaning towards either asking Larry to do it, or else bringing in someone from outside. My balls are beet red now and i am crying out with every strike, my mouth almost biting into your inner thigh as i cry "yes oh god, yes nataly, oh thank you, oh please oh god, oh fuck" your pussy is soooo wet from this it is dripping onto my face. you start to rub your pussy onto my face and my cheek smearing your cum across it and then you sit up a bit, no longer smacking my balls with the spoon. you look and begin to rub yourself as you watch my hips gyrate and my body writhe rhythmically. DAN: Option three: Stop all communications and say it was great fun but it was just one of those things. Not meant to be, can’t have friendship after sex, even non-physical. Down the memory hole. DAN: I’m listing that just for argument’s sake. I don’t want to look behind door number 3. DAFNA: Good! DAFNA: That’s it? DAN: OK, deep breath time. Option four: Do what big people do and get together. DAFNA: Oh, Dan. WAAWWWW. DAN: There, I’ve said it. Still want to talk to me? DAFNA: Mas, mas, mas..