"Hang on a sec, Terr. My boss just walked in." I put my hand over themouthpiece. "What's up?"He smiled. "Order me chicken parm. What the hell are...you doing?"I laughed, "We're hosting a dinner for some of Dan's managers. We'reseeing the 'Great Comet," to which he mimed hanging himself. He cameback from seeing 'Miss Saigon,' telling me that he now appreciatedwhere Ho Chi Minh was coming from, "and taking them to dinner, so Ihave to plan a menu." As I said the words, I could see a. Waiting for someone to grab it. I started drooling over it. All I could think was to grab it. I slowly put my hand over his dick.And that’s when he opened his eyes!Narrated by David.Last night was really good, and I slept with the biggest smile. I had an erotic dream early in the morning, and my dick felt hard. That’s when I felt someone removing my boxers. I didn’t know if it was a dream or real. I even felt someone touching my dick. That’s when I opened my eyes.What I saw was unbelievable.. " Would you like some refreshments?" Marshall asked as Rachel sat down in the chair across from him."I'm fine, Dad." So what brings you here this morning, Rachel. You normally don't seek me out." Marshall asked coolly."I'll be blunt, Dad. Are you aware that Smeralda is leaving?" Leaving?" Yes. She is leaving for Italy tomorrow." She said she wanted to go home and visit." Marshall said defensively."It's going to be more than a visit, if you don't get your head out of your ass Dad. She is going. The moisture gathered on the sides of cup as you watched her.You opened the car door and stepped out. The bright sun reflected off the car and blinded you momentarily as you closed the car door and clicked the remote. The car horn honked once reminding you that you had secured your car. He stood up and stepped to the door. You held your breath as you raised your hand to knock on the door. As your hand started to come down to knock on the door, it opened. He smile greeted you pleasantly as the.