You run your hands along his muscles, firmly. Enjoying the sensation of power underneath them. His fingers play lightly along your collarbone. Tracing...the shape of the bone underneath and swirling off into ripples of insane pleasure. Your hands move down his back and smack his ass quickly, just to confirm that you could indeed bounce a quarter off of it. His hands trace down over your breasts, first gently running over them, sending light bolts of electricity radiating outwards from your. A nice spring festival would be better. They could get rides and stuff," I groused."Hey, it's a business thing. Showcase arts and crafts, sure, but it's mainly for the businesses in the area to make a bit of money during an otherwise slow time," Brenda explained."Hmm, maybe I should do up a lawn and garden care booth? Wouldn't be hard. I could make fliers and pass them out!" I said excitedly."Won't work. You need to have your plans in at least a year in advance, to get approval and a space. Tina placed her right hand on the keys that were already in the ignition and, taking a final deep breath of fresh air, turned on the engine.Tina's final journey had started."This is the only way," said Tina to herself as she waited for the effects to start. It would have been quicker if this had occurred in the garage but that might have been discovered. No, here was the best place. This place that is so desolate, which matched her soul.For the last five years, Jason had been the top. She had put her hand on his shoulder when she reached across him to put something on the table. For his part, Adam joked with her by pretending to take a bite out of her arm when it crossed in front of him. She laughed and gave him a companionable squeeze on the shoulder.The residents of the lower apartment arrived just as the burgers were being brought inside, also smiling and laughing. Mary and Rachelle looked at the newcomers and broke into laughter, too. Sean, Walt and Adam simply shrugged.