“I’m stuffed,” Kitty said, finally setting her plate on the nightstand.“That’s why I insisted we save the dessert for later,” Madison boas...ed proudly. “Room service has fifteen types of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream,” she told me. “Anyone bring a deck of cards?”“Actually,” Kitty said, “I have a game we could play.” She tried to say it casually, but it didn’t come out that way at all. There was a tension in her voice that surprised me. “I found it at a little shop in the mall last night.”While Kitty. He sits up suddenly, pinning her down on his shaft, now rocking his hips up to meet her. Wrapping her arms around his neck they kiss hungrily. He moves up to his knees, still holding her light body in his arms, laying her down on the floor. Poised above her for a moment, he drinks in her flushed face, the sparkling green eyes that a man could get lost in forever. Pushing into her depths, he revels in the perfect fit she makes. Picking up the rhythm again, feeling the way she moves to meet his. Apparently she had an accident at work and broke her leg. She asked if I could come home and help her. My mother in law got on the phone also and well you know how mothers are, she insisted in coming down to see her baby. So Carol and I took the car and headed back to Florida. John had too much work to do so he stayed behind. The first day we made good time, we drove all day and pulled into a small motel and got adjoining rooms. The moment we entered the room all hell broke loose. We couldn’t. It's hectic. I really don't have a life." You don't have a date, either. You are not going to get anywhere with me." Maybe not. Let's see what happens." Treat me the way you'd treat your mother. Okay?"He gave her a wicked cockeyed smile, and Sandra couldn't help appreciate the irony. Perhaps this was the way he'd like to treat his mother.Mark ordered iced tea, and moved the conversation to safer ground. They talked pleasantly, and Mark dropped the flirting, at least for the momentHe worked far.