I had managed to steal just enough hay from the stables to make us a nice soft bed on the hard dirt floor.She arrived shortly after word. She never sa...d a word as she rapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. I sat back on the hay pulling her down with me. She straddled my lap and ran her fingers through my hair, all the while staring passionately into my eyes.Her mouth was slightly open and her lips moist and glistening in soft light that shown through a crack in the old, torn. "We watched as Terry went from the introductory screen through the various optional screens. He had set up a gallery to show various jobs that Charlotte had done and said it would be easy to add or subtract in the future. The site would be maintained on his server as it had plenty of capacity and he would be responsible for keeping it updated. I liked the way he had set this up and more importantly, Charlotte did as well."I can visualize having some copy to describe what is unique or important. I stood up straight to look him in the eyes once more, but he said nothing. So I unzipped my jeans and removed them as well. Finally my boxers. Without them I would be completely at his mercy. The thought made me happy yet terrified. I pulled them away slowly, first over my enlarged member, then over my rear. At last all my clothes lay in a heap on the floor. He nodded again, and the grin returned. “Very handsome erection you’ve got there, Killigan,” he noted. I blushed. . ’ Over her tan chino-style trousers and red and blue hooped sweater, Bella was wearing a dark blue Barbour-style wax jacket. Despite her slightly-bulky outdoor clothing, Tom thought that Bella looked very attractive – perhaps not in a conventional way, but attractive nevertheless. As Tom set the coffee mugs down on the weathered teak table, Bella slipped the lens cap off the Nikon DSLR camera that hung from a broad black and yellow strap around her neck. ‘Hmm. This is quite nice light,’ she.