..how do say?... maganets to me."Oh brother! These guys were full of it!I don't know if you have ever been in one of these places but the noise level ...long with the periodic announcements of 'so & so your table is ready' made it nearly impossible to understand them...much less their accents!Before I could acknowlege his "compliment" he interjected,"A thousand pardons...but that is our call for our table... it would give us great pleasure if you could dine with us."Before I/we could give that. "It's on me. Shit, if it wasn't for you getting your old friends to lend me the flicks, I'd be waist deep in shit right now trying to keep new stuff on my screen. Anything you want, just let me know. Anything." Thanks. Right now this is all I need," I said, patting the bag.Nick came back at that moment, and said, "He's going, but he wants to talk to Tim alone for a minute." Who is it?" Greg's muffled voice said when I knocked."It's me. Tim. Nick said... "The door opened up just wide enough for. "Read this and tell me if I did not have the time for you. I also have recording of the phone calls that made to your mom to request time to meet with you and being brushed off. I must have hundreds of such call and a few calls where you have rudely asked me not to call you about fixing up time, rather you mom and that hurt. What was my mistake in all this? My only mistake was that my father died and then I had to run a company which I had no clue how to do. I was inexperienced and I did it. Her breasts heave as she tries to calm down. She tells me it was the most fabulous fuck I have ever given her. I agree with her, telling her how much I love here, and how the absence of any sexual inhibitions has made me so happy. She reminds me that she still has reservations about certain sexual situations, but said she would not rule anything out, now that she has come to accept the fact she craves sex to such a degree. I walk down to the stream to wash myself off, but she remains on the.