I rolled off of her and tried to think of some way to ask her about whether she was protected or not without destroying the moment for both of us."I'm...not on any birth control, Kyle. You should have asked me before you went ahead and came in me like that." I'm sorry. I didn't think about it until it was already too late. Can you get one of those 'morning after' pills?" I think it will be all right. I'm due anytime now. If you plan to do more of this though, we better practice something more. I smile and wave at it. No one comes to quiet the dog or drag it away from the window.“Negative, Mr. Bear. I don’t see evidence of anyone being home.”I walk back to the compact car we are driving today. We rent a different one each time for multiple surveillance attempts on the same mark. I call up Mr. Smock and ask him if he has any suggestions for where we might find Ms. Smock this afternoon.“She likes to go to the koi pond at Senneto Park,” he says.“What time does she usually go there?”“I’m. ”“Shhh...let me undress you and please you.” John moves behind her and circles her with his arms. His cock is making a sizable bulge in his boxers. It is pressing against her ass. His hands slide up her belly to cup each of her tits in his large hands. Kisses continue on the back of her neck and shoulders. Any resolve to not let John do as he wants is gone. She is beyond need.Lynn lets out a soft mew with the torture Jonh is heaping on her body with soft kisses and nibbles. She whispers over. Poets who strove for interesting plays on sounds, rhythms, and cadences were not served well by readers who just skimmed the surface of the poem looking only for meaning. He wondered who could silently read Poe’s great poem, ‘Bells.’“When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now, Will be a totter’d weed of small worth held,” Nestor read aloud. He grinned and said, “Talk about not growing old gracefully.”Phil.