“You… I want to real bad.” I hear Suit’s voice behind me and turn as I press my stocking covered feet into my heels. “You cumming inside ...e… me too Sui… Craig. I’ve really got to get his name down.” “What do you think, Craig?” I do a small spin for him and find myself wanting he approve. “Nice” was all he said. “Nice… fucking nice, is that all! I mean I know I’m no goddess, but please .” Only then do I look over his clothing taking in his black slouch jeans covering his long legs. The two men from the beach – and her dream – were standing outside her door. She bit her thumb in indecision for a minute as the blond knocked again. Then she opened the door a crack. “Yes?” “Hey,” the blond answered. “We’ve been looking for you for hours. You left your book on the beach.” He held it up where she could see it. Jessica laughed and let the door open a little farther. Both men were wearing shorts, and sleeveless half-shirts that bared their rippled midriffs. “That’s sweet of you.”. ”“Can I borrow your phone?” she asked. He handed it to her and she entered her phone number. “Now you have no excuse not to call me. You know that we don’t always have to fuck here at the House,” she hinted. “I’m sure my bed would welcome you to fuck me. I don’t have a regular boyfriend. I’m sure I can sneak you in passed my mom. Who knows, once she sees you, she may want you to fuck her too. Could you handle a horny mother and daughter to fuck?”“I know he could,” Lisa smiled. “Heather, I’ll. I swear there won’t be another after this chapter, but I had to give Maisie her share of flashback time. ,) —————————————- Maisie slid the last of the empty produce crates into the back of the pickup truck. She huffed out a long breath as she closed her eyes and wiped her brow on her sleeve. She was exhausted, the summer sun was bright and hot, and her long day had been full of chores on the farm and customers at the Wednesday farmers’ market. For what felt like the hundredth time this week,.