In fact, because in this case the young filly was the daughter of my own assistant, the risks of discovery or later identification were quite high, so...in order for my plan to safely work, I'd have to wait until the very last day of my local engagement to pull it off. It's bad enough fishing off of the company dock — but criminal fishing off the company dock is far more hazardous.-o0o-And that day had finally arrived. It was 1 pm, and my flight's scheduled departure was at 4:00 pm. I handed. We drive to a diner around 20 minutes away and sit in an empty booth. I’m unable to figure out what his angle is, but Mark recommends a slice of apple pie and sits there patiently. With a sigh, I blurt out the problem with Ben and how we were best friends for years and that he screwed me over. I talk for so long that the cream on my pie melts before I finish it.“Wow, tough break,” he sighs when I am finished.“You can say that,” I murmur.“Well, he is an idiot. If he treats you like that, I’m. " The Wench settled to the floor. Charles turned off the lamp and stalked out.It took Sharon a couple of centuries to fall into a fitful sleep punctuated by odd dreams in which she was looking for something or other, buck naked and embarrassed -- but the whole thing was too short, anyway... The light flared, and Charles and the Wench were uncovering her again. Charles eyed her archly, "Well?" Well what?"Charles didn't reply directly, despite the fact that Sharon was disoriented -- he merely. We lay in the endzone, cuddling with each other, as our bodies began to recover from the intense sex that we just had. “You know, it really is amazing,” Becca remarked. “What's amazing?” I asked her. “Before we met, I never imagined that I could be as happy as I am right now,” Becca answered. “Never imagined that I could be this excited about my life and what lies ahead. And I'm not just talking about the sex or all the other the kinky things that we have done since we started dating. .