Bill is a big, burly man, his face reddened by exposure to the wild sub-arctic weather, and a bristly 'full set' of beard and moustache, which undoubt...dly helped him keep warm when outside a structure on whichever platform he was working on. He's about six feet three, and built like a rugby player – massive barrel chest and arm and thigh muscles you couldn't wrap your hands round.Portia is a very trim five feet six, and probably 75 kilos. You'd never believe she'd given birth twice – or should. " I don't need you telling me what my job is, Miss O'Hara." No, I shouldn't have to. I was actually reminding you. But if you need someone to tell you, I'm sure I can get your boss or his boss involved." That won't be necessary. I'll see what I can find out and call you back when I have some answers for you." I'd like that."She looked dazed as I walked out of her office.Mr. Donnelly was trying to get the class' attention back to Trig as I loaded up my backpack and walked down the empty hall to. " I've been wet since we first hugged. I want you to inside me." I wasn't going to waste any more time. Her pussy was mine. I put on the condom and dove right in. She moaned a little as I slowly put my seven inches inside her. She tried to be as quiet as possible as I slowly went in and out of her pussy. I didn't want to make too much noise but I really wanted Anne to remember our night. "You feel so fucking good Dean." I started rubbing her clit hard and fast with my fingers while I remained. When I woke up from my blackout state of drunkenness, she had just a simple response; "Yes". In my drunken state, I had asked to fuck her at her house, in front of Tim. Now that he was permanently disabled there was no reason to sneak around anymore. There was no reason to hide what we were doing. Most importantly, there was no reason to give a shit about Tim, I never had and I never will. The next day I flew home and Rebecca greeted me at the airport, with a homemade sign that said, "Welcome.