” “No it’s fine,” she said, her face not giving anything away. “You carry on. Best you get a good night’s sleep.” “Really?” I said. ...��You don’t mind?” The bed rocked slightly as she shrugged. “No.” “Oh. Okay.” I hadn’t actually let go of my cock, and now started stroking it again, very slowly. Amy hadn’t rolled away. “You’re looking at me,” I said, bashfully. “Is that a problem?” “No,” I said quickly. “It’s just, er, strange.” Amy didn’t often smile at work but she suddenly smiled now, and her. He smelled herhair and the kiwi-strawberry-whatever-it-was scent ofthe shampoo from just a few hours before. He lay therefor a few minutes, just watching her sleep, remindinghimself of how lucky he was to be here, and for them tobe together after all this time. He placed his palm on her shoulder and very softly,very slowly ran his flat palm over her shoulders, thenagain. Then slowly, down the ridges of her back, hisfingers running along her spine. His hands. Strong, but soft. Large, but not. It was the effort really. I loved this dress. It slid off of my body and haloed my shoes. I was wearing a dark green bra and panty set. I slipped back into Matthew’s arm.In his other arm, He was kissing Eden. She had melted tightly against him. She was peacocking for the whole fucking room. He still held me. He still stroked my back. Melody knelt at my hip and drew her lips back from Matthew’s hard cock. I stroked her hair. She looked to me as a question.All my adult life, I have had an on. It was hard to believe that most of the men appreciated staying there.“How’d you sleep?”“Didn’t sleep much,” Joe admitted. He ran a hand over his rough beard and wished that he had a razor and a toothbrush.“You’ll sleep better tonight, I’m sure.” Harry laughed at the look of despair on Joe’s face and looked around at the men gathered at the food shack. Winking, he said, “It’s easy to sleep when you get tired enough.”Some sixth sense caused Joe to turn and examine a man who was shuffling by the.