I didn’t know what to say to her! Finally I just pulled over and shut off the engine. As I turned sideways in my seat facing her, I blurted out, ‘... just recently broke up with my girl too. Well she left me, but I still feel like a fucking failure, because I couldn’t make my things work out.’ Then I said, ‘I’m not in the habit of picking up women in bars. To be honest, I’ve never been real good at the dating scene.’ I thought for a moment, then I admitted honestly, ‘But when I saw you sitting. James put his hands to his eyes. He could feel dried crud on them, as sometimes happened. Keeping his eyes closed, he brushed the unwanted secretion out of his lashes. Maybe, when he opened his eyes again, he'd be home. He gave it a shotNope. That was still the boy Felek standing there.James sat up, the thick blanket falling from his bare chest. He was on a cot in a tent, faint light coming through the canvas. It was still early, almost pre-dawn. He blinked."What is it?" he asked. A good,. Up the front stairs she trotted, braids bouncing, hips swaying, pulling me along. I didn't take much persuading. At the end of the dark corridor, where the rough-hewed beams stood low, black with age, the big Swede pushed open a narrow door and tugged me into her dim room. I ducked my head to follow her. She leaned back to throw the bolt and kissed me again while I was bent over, letting me feel her body as she brushed past, rubbing a shoulder and hip against me before putting her cold mouth on. Encouraged, I reckless extended my massage out to her shoulder and beyond, kneading the muscles in her upper arms, pushing in, loosening her nightgown even more and managing to brush her shoulder straps down toward her elbows.Returning my hands to massage her neck and the sides of her face and throat, I eased back a half step, forcing Mom to lean further back like she had before. My cock slid higher into the groove in the back of her neck and I was surprised to sense bare skin. My cock had.