In an instant she had his pants down around his ankles. She moved her naked body closer and rubbed his semi-hard cock through his shorts. "You must be...tired," she said looking into his eyes, "normally you're like a bar of steel by now. I guess I'll just have to do something about that, won't I."In one motion, Michelle went to her knees and pulled his shorts down at the same time. She stuck her tongue out and licked the complete length of his shaft. Even in his emotional state, Richard was hard. "You must be John?" Yup, guilty as charged." She laughed when I said this, which really made me feel good. Anytime that I can use humor to break the ice with a female, all the better for me. It aids where my looks suffer."Was your flight alright?" She said this nervously, biting her bottom lip, looking as though she was a felon facing the judge for a crime that she was not guilty of. "It was great. I thought about you all the way over here."With that, she seemed to relax, and she then led me to. "-- catch it. Like that."I asked, "That's a little chancy, isn't it? Like trying all the formulas until you get the right one?" Isn't that what everybody does?"I thought for a second. "I don't trust formulas. I don't trust them because... so far, the formula isn't the answer, it's a replacement for answers. It's like self help books. Like religion. You read somebody else's answers and they work for a while, but you never look deeper for your own. And sometimes... you have to find your own. She was waiting for the shuttle to take her to San Francisco Airport were she would grab a flight to Bob's town. She had something to do during the day on Friday, but would be available Friday night and would like to see Bob. He said he was available and she gave him the name of the airport hotel she would be staying at and a time for them to meet. She was leaving Saturday for her home in North Carolina.At the agreed time Bob was at the lobby of her hotel and phoned her room. She answered and.