He heard her breath falter and smiled against her skin. Licking her earlobe, he pushed his hips against her rear. ‘We don’t have to go.’ He murm...red, slowly stroking her tummy. ‘We could stay home,’ he whispered suggestively, his hands coming up and cupping her breasts, ‘watch a movie, eat popcorn’ he continued, he sucked her earlobe into his mouth, ‘fuck hot, heavy, and hard on the sofa in front of the fireplace’ he moaned, sliding his hands downward and grazing her thighs and garters, ‘then. He could smell the tangy, sweet fruits as he swept up to them. Finch grabbed a handful and swallowed them, his stomach crying out for more. He caught his mom's eye, motioned her over.Tamara saw the bounty and filled the feed sacks full of them, adding a couple more of the small jam jars. His mom smiled at him, nodded toward the upper level, and followed him up as they slowly ascended with the moderately-heavy packs.Lauren woke as Finch's head passed over the edge of the ladder. She jumped,. Probably crew chief or site manager sounds a little more prestigious, and we've had a couple of the newer people make comments about it, but with what we pay compared to other companies in this field pay, they don't seem to mind putting up with the lesser-sounding title and keep that nice paycheck." A little like, 'I don't care what you call me, as long as you call me to dinner, ' huh?" Yep. About that. But seriously, the foreman with our company is in charge of the job, period. And ... there. ’ He punctuated. ‘At the end of the corridor is the terrace. It is cold out there tonight. I’ll show it to you someday.’ She said to him. They tiptoed back to her house. He followed her. ‘Make yourself comfortable. But don’t switch on the TV or the light. Everyone else in the complex would be sleeping.’ She said to him softly. ‘Okay.’ He whispered back smiling at her. ‘I’ll get myself changed and then I’ll make coffee for you.’ She said to him ‘Okay.’ He said again, settling down in the.