You’re making my cry Mr Fleming.? She closed her eyes again and braced herself for the next lash of fire on her offered ass.?Aren’t you forgetting...something, Linda?? He kneaded her cheeks with his strong hand, pulling and squeezing the flesh, savouring her youth, relishing her vulnerability.?Oh shit,? he heard her whisper under her breath. ?I am so sorry, Mr Fleming, So sorry. My manners slipped for a moment. So, so sorry. Thank you, Thank you for that extra hard one.??I have better things to. “Yes, darling man, yes indeed,” I said. “Oh, and now you can get up off your knees.” We both laughed, uproariously laughed.The night of sex and cuddling and being together was the best of my life I was certain of it.We did move in together, to her place. She’d gotten her own place of course, that where we’d already spent some time together. That had happened soon after our initial meet up. Her parents had funded her down payment and costs. And it was a house: it was smallish but warm and well. I started edging his zipper down but I couldn’t do it with one hand. I turned in my seat and leaned forward. That was when I realized the teenage boy who was waiting for me to come out of the restroom is still watching us over the back of our seat!I froze for a second and whispered, “Cory! That boy is watching!”Cory smiled and said, “Of course he is! Wouldn’t you be watching if you were him?”I wasn’t real happy about doing these things in front of a larger audience, especially a boy that young.. ’ ‘Days will be bad enough,’ Josta said with a sigh. ‘I’ll have a hard time justifying weeks.’ ‘If he survives that long,’ Lena remarked. Josta rested her hand on Lena’s shoulder and squeezed. ‘I’ll go to the temple and pray for a speedy recovery.’ With that she ducked back out of the hut. ‘Doesn’t she ever sleep?’ Eula asked, yawning again. ‘Not much.’ Seeing how tired the other girl was, Lena stifled a yawn of her own. ‘I’ll make up a pallet by the fire. If you can help me carry him down I’ll.