The best thing about Tammy was that her face was always smiling, or so it seemed. Her eyes were somewhere between blue and green but always expressive... Big eyes, he thought. Tammy’s full lips teased him with the suggestive way they moved, when speaking and just when smiling at him, with any one of the twenty or so smiles he’d seen her use so far. That was the thing about her - she was fun to be with, and seemed to be having fun with him, which was never a bad thing. Over the weeks he’d become. "Really?" Clare and Cathleen added."Yes. We'll show you how to use it later. Let's eat lunch now, and then we'll start plowing," Pat told them."Yes! We want to see how this machine plows. We used a donkey or a horse with a small plow in Ireland," Sheena told us, obviously doubting that a machine could do the work as well.After a quick lunch, Pat and I went out and readied the tractor while the women watched. They were very interested in how it worked. I drove it down to where their first marker. Why don’t you just book something and surprise her?”“Because she’d cut off parts of my body I’m quite attached to,” he replied, “your mother does NOT like surprises.”“Try it, maybe she’ll surprise you. How about if I pay for it, and you can tell her it’s your anniversary present from us kids?”“Well,” he said, “it would be nice to have some time just to the two of us.”“Ok then, whatever it costs take it out of the company account as a personal drawing by me,” I told him.I finished my Weetabix.. Lief in contrast felt as if sleep would be the last thing he desired as his body responded to being in such close proximity to his best friend.Clutching and gently rubbing his stone-hard cock through the thin material of his tunic, Lief took his fill as he gazed into Darras’ face by the firelight. Strong black brows, full lips. Sharp nose. His eyes slipped lower to observe Darras’ beautiful hard body and dark skin contrasting against the pale yellow dress shirt. Gently lifting the shirt, Lief.