If he lost that hope, he wouldn't be able to survive.Maybe, today, he really was coming home to her. Perhaps by some miracle this time she might have ...ome to understand his love for her.He looked out his window as the aircraft descended; his heart filled with hope. Hope that she would accept his love.What can I do to make you love me?What can I do to make you care?What can I say to make you feel this?What can I do to get you there?She stared restlessly at the list of arrivals, impatient for his. They were the ultimate hangover cure but, as Teddy had discovered, they were also the ultimate in self-pleasure. On many the occasion, Teddy had been known to pleasure the bacon butty. The sensation of sliding his hard cock between the layers of hot greasy bacon wrapped in the white bap was not to be sniffed at. The heat of the bacon, with the grease supplying more than enough lubrication, not to mention the dollops of tomato ketchup splattered on the cock head, was both a sight and a sensation. He did wish he could raise some chickens and maybe a steer or two and some hogs. Meat and dairy products really killed his budget, and he was getting tired of fish and the occasional wild game he shot. It was cheap eating though.That evening after he finished his work in the garden, Tom walked down the trail through the woods to the Dawson’s new home instead of heading right to the river to fish. He was carrying a small bag of tomatoes and a few ears of early corn on the cob. Elijah and Carolyn. .. Oh! I've got it. Pretend we've gone on vacation to a water park, and you just realized that the only top I packed for you was the one that is two sizes too small." OMG Mom! That's exactly the kind of thing you would do!" Perfect! Meagan, freeze just like that! Don't move a muscle." Meagan had lifted one of her hands to shoulder height and balled it into a fist. The expression on her face was one of exasperation."Peter had the angry look down, but he asked, "So how do I stand?" Um ... Point.