The corn stubble that had poked out of the ground was long gone, and had been replaced with the stubble of harvested oats poking up through the green ...f clover. There was a bright blue sky dotted with clouds overhead, and green on the trees, although to the practiced eye the leaves were starting to look a little aged. Soon they would be falling as another winter came to the Michigan countryside, but no one wanted to think about that, not on this of all days.Although most who were there that. Shit. My friends advised me to get the fuck out there and I did not hesitate.Though sex with Kiana was the highlight of my mediocre life, I was scared shitless walking home. If this guy found out I fucked his girlfriend, and that underneath those camo undies, her tits were still drenched in my cum, he'd fucking murder me. I don't know if they had some kind of arrangement going on, but if I were him, I know for a fact I wouldn't want anybody in her pussy but me.It was a weird weekend, living off. Leider führte das dazu, dass er auf die Idee gekommen waren eine Segeltour nach Südamerika, genauer gesagt in die Karibik zu organisieren.Dabei war ihm, so vermutete Klaus, wohl aufgefallen, dass selbst in Südamerika das mieten eines angemessenen Bootes sehr teuer war, so dass er quasi gezwungen gewesen war in der Nachbarschaft rumzufragen um sich das Ganze leisten zu können.Die Urlaubsvorbereitungen liefen ab wie üblich. Während Klaus einen kleinen Rucksack mit technischen Dingen wie Kameras,. After they were in the elevator, Amber probed, “I take it that you are here often?”Margo blushed, “I was for a while, but not so much these days. Our arrangement changed so Mike’s in the office more.”Amber registered that bit of cryptic information, but felt there was something more there.After getting everything into the apartment and put in the right places, Margo said, “Can I get you a Chardonnay? I believe that’s you drink of choice. Mike constantly talks about you, so I already feel I know.