Tearing hiseyes away from his hem, Andrew glanced up at Ella's smiling face. Hewas confused over how quickly things had escalated before Ella dropped...o her knees before him.Andrew had dreamt and fantasized of her dropping to her knees beforehim many times before. Ella worked his shorts down his legs as helong hoped she would. He closed his eyes and hoped for the best.Instead of placing her lips on his hardened manhood, however, Ellastarted lifting his feet to begin working a rolled up pair. I don't know! Umm ... Call my dad, his number is under the first button!"Again, Melinda picked up the receiver and was about to press the button when they heard a dog barking from the back of the house."THAT'S TIMMY!" Sandra yelped and immediately ran towards the kitchen.Melinda laid the receiver back down and followed Sandra.Sandra had just reached the kitchen, when the backdoor swung open. It was her mother and Sandra was very relieved to see her. However, before she could say anything, she. SHE wanted me to have dinner on the table at 3:30 PM and the guest were told to be there promptly at 2 pm for socializing. SHE wanted me to have 12 bottles of wine open at 2 pm and I was instructed to feed wine to the adults as soon as they walked in and keep it up. SHE wanted me clearing the table no later than 4:30 pm so she could be nice and then slip away. Starting at 6:30 am, HE was texting her all through the day and dinner with teasing comments and suggestions on what to wear. He did. I really do not care to start yakking about who or what I am, or for that matter what you are.”“Okay, I will take you up on your offer. Thank you for your time, and I am sorry that I bugged you.”“Good, come back in a couple of hours, your disk will be ready then.”Now, if you are male and reading this, you will think me insane, of course if you are of the fairer gender, then you will think me rude. I might be both, but in my view of things I am just a guy that does not like to waste time. I am.