She was a leggy blonde with hair half way down her shapely back, a sweet round face with high forehead, a pair of full bouncy tits, a bum to die for, ...eductive blue eyes and a lips made for blow jobs. We had been together two months and my erectile dysfunction was to our love like acid in a bed of roses. It was not a new problem and all my previous girlfriends eventually dumped me on account of it. But Debbie was a special case. I wanted to make her my wife and doubted a better girl could be. I smile to myself and think, a girl can hope! Through the night I’ve watched, never dozing, not once! Had to ensure he wasn’t some dreamy dream. Besides, a man just laid is a study in post-erotic bliss. He needs watching! I turn cynical. When he wakes up, he’ll default – to guyhood. It’s what they do – all of them. It goes something like this: Girl: Looks moonily at guy – whispers: ‘Mmm…you’re awake.’ Guy: Blinks at girl. Blinks at watch. ‘Can’t believe it’s this late! Gotta run!’ (Jumps from. Dixon, and she said she would listen in,” he said, answering one of my concerns.I had them follow me to the Field House where I told Moose that I would be late for practice, and he let us use one of the conference rooms. I called Ms. Dixon and put her on speakerphone.“Detective Kitchens gave me a brief outline as to why you want to talk to my client. Before we get started, could you explain the intent of the interview?” Ms. Dixon asked.“I want to get a timeline of his involvement in case we. I put a hand at the back of his head and drew him back in. I want you. was all I said. Positioning his hands back under my ass, supporting me, Greg began carrying me further into the house and down a hallway. I wrapped my legs around him, clinging to him. He took me into his bedroom and used his foot to kick the door closed. Carrying me over to the bed he slowly lowered me down until he was laying on top of me. You are so fucking hot he said as he began kissing my neck, his hands massaging my.