The only thing they were doing was plowing snow as an on-call from the state and county at double and triple time rates. I was simply going to suggest...the college rent one and I would grade the road myself at the end of each day. I had transported and loaded and unloaded hundreds of them in the sandbox. I was willing to bet that Richard could run one as well or even one of the maintenance guys would be proficient enough in a couple of days with OJT to handle it.I would have our security. Why on earth do you want to, anyway?" What if he found out? He'd dump me in an instant!" So why tell him in the first place? It's like you've got this deathwish about him." Krissi sighed again and broke off a piece of the coffee cake. "I think I know what part of it is."Oh?" You're caught up in the whole image of marriage. A lot of women have it. It's something you develop when you're a little girl. You see the beauty and the emotions of a wedding. There's the bride, in white, and she's so. He arrived, his face stern. Picking up a heavy black magazine, he dropped it at her feet.“Spread your feet.” He crouched and rotated the magazine lengthways to separate her bare feet by an uncomfortable distance.“Arms by your sides.” Moving to their couches, he sat gazing out over their entertainment terrace, ignoring her.The semi-darkness concentrated her senses on the air-conditioned draught, caressing her bare skin. She'd called him a disgusting name. Berating her arrogance into a pulp, she. I wanted him to use me. I wanted him to defile me. Like a pet. His pet. I did my best to make that happen, for several long minutes which he seemed very pleased with, but he had other ideas. After a time his hands gripped my hair, gentle and firm, and pulled my head back as he removed his cockhead from my mouth. His fingers untwined from my hair and then ran down the side of my face. I couldn't help but press my lips to his palm and kiss with a half-moan half-mew. When I looked to his.