Our breaths quicken, our heart rates soar, we pause and look into one another’s eyes and smile. I’m so glad to see you’re smiling but it’s tha... devilish grin. You run you hand down my chest… past my tummy to that ever growing bulge in my pants. You squeeze and caress… damnit I’m so hard it hurts! You unbutton my pants and release my rock hard cock from the confines of my jeans. Yes, you make me that way every time even when we’re not together… just the thought of you. I moan as you slowly and. This company needs a woman's touch, to steer it in the right direction." I agree, dear Angelina. I am sure we can make arrangements for babysitting while we are at our work duties. Now, are you still of a mind not to start making a baby before we get married?"She laughed, and pushed him away, playfully. "You are a persistent bugger, John. And yes, I insist: no jumping the gun." Pity." He pretended to be a leering lecher, then sighed. "Never mind." He changed the subject."You said you had. Then David had suggested that I try it in parts. We were now in the midst of the school holidays, and in the previous week on two mornings I had got up exactly as he outlined come downstairs made breakfast for us both, confident that the boys wouldn’t stir out of their bedrooms before 10am, I’d see David off to work at 8:15 staying as I was till 9am the first day then 9:30 the next. Both mornings he had kissed me and left me standing in the open doorway as got into his car and drove off; after. Or should I say man. How old is he anyway, nineteen, twenty? Anyway, whatever age he is I wish he would quit looking at me…I’m afraid the leg shaking will reach Richter scale soon. Oh yeah…can I get a ride home? -Ryn* Ryn quickly passed the note while Radakims back was turned…well ‘chucked at’ is a more accurate term. Landing in her hair, Lily picked it out while giving Ryn a face reminiscent of recess in fourth grade. Ryn watched Lily’s face while she read the note. Her eyebrows rising in.