”“You guys did a great job on that truck.”“Thanks.”“My dad had one of those. I have real good memories of riding around in it as a kid.”...��We’ve had a couple of people say that to us.”“Remember, this is truck country. Lots of folks had trucks just like this. Of course they and their children will have good memories of them.”“That’s a good point.”“By the way, I was talking to one of the guys on the first aid squad. He was telling me a story about a call they had a couple weeks ago. It seems that. Phillip moved down the bed to watch as I brought myself off to a wonderful orgasm.As soon as I screamed with ecstasy, he positioned himself on top of me. I was now too far gone to stop the inevitable!"I'll be gentle," he said as I felt the head of his now, hard penis hit the opening of my drenched pussy.This was the moment that I had longed for all week. This was what I had dreamed and fantasized about since our first meeting.I looked into his eyes and said, "Phillip, fuck me please!"Even. She sat in a vacant chair, and picked up a cup of tea, which I was sure, wasn't there a second before, and sipped, as she listened to Duc. Since she was the equivalent of a hologram, I knew the tea and cup, had to be the same. Her image though was perfect, in every way.I could see Mom talking in many ways. Her body language and inflection blended perfectly with her voice. Her mannerisms and voice complemented the thoughts she was directing to Duc's mind. I began to see, that she was giving him. While it was only early October, the nights had begun to turn colder, so I was glad of the warmth that greeted me as I dropped my bag in the hallway.Hanging my coat up, I headed for the only door, which turned out to be straight into the kitchen.Just off the kitchen was the main room and I could see three doors leading off from there. The focal point of the main room was a nice log burner, which was throwing off a good amount of heat and a nice orange glow to the room.I called out for Mary but.