Anthony thought she was beyond crazy to make the commute from tempe to casa grande in this heat...but he waited..seeming very excited... He turned and...flopped on his couch...just then he herd the familiar deasil engine of Carinas ford F-350 dually....he herd the engine cut off and moments later his front door flew open....he watched as his neice carina walked in...his brothers daughter was a sight to behold..she had just barely graduated and was only 18...but she looked like a goddess...she was. You know I'm here, and I know your busy.. here is my opportunity.. I start sending pictures of me playing with myself.. Sending messages telling you how hot I am, And how badly I want to too feel your body on mine.I can see you check your phone quickly now and again.. I know you are getting these messages.. I love the teasing.. I know you are getting excited.. you glance back at my truck every time you get within sight.The yard seems to be slowing down, and a 53' van pulls in to be unloaded.. I. Three rings. Just as I was about to scream in frustration, toss the phone down and rush over there, the ringing stopped."'Lo" Her voice was soft, muffled, and sleepy. I smiled as I pictured my girl, green eyes struggling to open, soft warm skin, and her soft brown hair all mussed from sleep. "Morning, sweetie. Did I wake you?" Hey, Baby. No, well, yeah, but that's okay. I don’t mind. I'm glad you called. Sorry I conked out on you yesterday. Sometimes work really drains me." It's right. I'm. We cuddled on the couch until it was time for her to take me home. When she dropped me off, she got out of the car and hugged me tight. We exchanged a loving kiss and said goodnight.I went to write in my journal. I had not been able to find a program that would let me write text on my Apple! I had talked to a guy at Micro Center and he told me to talk to an Apple user group. They had heard of a couple of projects being worked on, but the programs weren’t available. I had written to John Draper.