The foam was stirred up to a nine inches towering, solid mass of tiny bubbles. Their popping was the almost imperceptible sound that was only percepti...le because of the deep silence. A baritone opera singer came on with something dramatic about life and death resolved in a plush, velvet covered opera theater. Amanda had lowered herself into the water, so that only her nose peaked out. The warm embrace covered her mouth, cheeks, and eyes. Despite the precarious hold on breathing, she was not. “I also noticed you have precum on your cock, because there’s a wet spot on my shirt you’re wearing.” “Well to be honest” I continued to tell her my true feelings about her, “you’re the most amazingly beautiful women I’ve seen through & through- just like my mom. You’re what some might call an all-natural, classic beauty, like Farrah Fawcett. Only with auburn hair.” “Oh my god,” she said as she inched closer to me. “Your uncle used to say that to me too. Tell me the truth, do I seriously. I'll talk to her while you run."I couldn't remember the last time I felt this good, but I wasn't stupid enough to push it. I knocked out a quick five miles and hit the shower. Mom was waiting for me in the kitchen when I came out for my morning toast and juice."Your sister says you had an interesting night, and that you're better now. I'm glad; you really scared me last night. When we got home..." I could hear her voice starting to break and I put my hand on hers."I know mom, and I'm sorry. I. Ann promised Cathy that the details would be interesting. Cathy said she would be at our house at nine the next morning and they hung up.We got the children calm and in bed by eight thirty and then we watched a movie until ten, went to bed and slept soundly.The next day I was back to work, my desk was loaded.I had three people working under me in my department, they should have been able to handle all of what had piled up on my desk.I worked my ass off the rest of the day and until noon.