Jump into your arms and lose myself in tears, kisses, and the strength of your arms. Hear you growl and feel your need for me. But this won’t ever h...ppen. Only dreams, nothing more. Because we won’t ever let ourselves loose.The realities of our situation are that I have yet to file legal divorce paperwork and you have decided that you will never leave. That makes our situation clear in my head. But my stupid heart. And my stupid hopes and dreams. So, I take it out on myself. Knowing that again. No idle chit-chat. No complaining about how you had to lug that heavy spotter scope or the anemometer all that long way. He's carrying a thirty-five pound rifle. It's a hell of a lot heavier than the stuff you carried."No whining about how hot it is, or if you got a mosquito bite, or a snake just crawled over your boot. Just feed him the numbers and don't flinch when the gun goes off."Now then ... You got any questions?"She took it pretty good. Of course, he didn't holler at her. When he gave a. Being only five foot three, her height deceived many into mistaking her for a teen. The long, sable brown ponytail held high on the back of her head only added to the misleading image. Dark, thick eyelashes that laughed at the thought of mascara surrounded slightly tipped emerald eyes, smooth, pale skin splattered with freckles across her nose and cheeks. Kayla was currently in her classroom standing atop a stool straining to release the plants hanging from the ceiling. Holding her breath, her. My cock started to harden, “Damn, you look great Babita, you sure that suit won’t disappear when it gets wet?” I teased. Smiling, she said as she dove into the water, “I hope so.” As she dove, I caught a glimpse of her ass, the suit was a thong one. This girl seemed to know all my weaknesses, I knew her mom hadn’t told her, I wondered how she knew. I looked down to watch her swim underwater towards me, my legs spread, she came up between them. She let her breast graze my hard on, looking down.