"Wake up! Wake up!" he yelled, shaking him."Oh, for goodness sake! That's not going to work!" she said, coming over to where the other woman held the ...till sleeping bag of loose bones."Oh, yeah? Should I knock him around a bit?" Jean looked as the woman walked around him to stand near Ernest's head."You've just got to..." and she ran her hand over his cheek, and blew.Ernest's body twitched."You're cruel," Jean said.Ernest opened his eyes; the first thing he saw was Miss Flower."Aaaa!!" he. He looked at me and then offered his hand.“Hello, I am Ron Wreckler. I’m the one that makes things go boom around hear.”“Wyatt Witten, diesel mechanic. Pleased to meet you.”“I heard that you did some preventive maintenance on two of our generators, ensuring we didn’t have an unforeseen break-down that would have cost the project down time. I don’t know what you did but I thank you. We are on schedule right now, and I hope to keep it that way.”He went on to tell he also lived in Abbotsville, in. To me that means take care of you, our home and our kids and to sew my pussy shut if I have to. When I leave here George I'm going straight home. I'll do nothing from now on except work hard to get you back. I'm serious George - I'll do whatever it takes."Right now all I'm asking is that you at least consider that our paths crossing tonight might mean something."She looked away for a second and then back at him. "I don't mean to ruin your evening George; you had better get back to your date.". I feel your hands roam my body; groping your favorite places to touch. Slowly taking my time planting kisses down your body; I make sure to give the extra sensitive spots the attention they deserve. You begin to relax visibly as a sigh escapes your lips. You love how I like to take care of you at times like this. When I reach the waist band of your underwear I make it snap you with a little giggle. Your sleepy chuckle warms me as I pull them down. A groan slips from you as I kiss the head of.