" He looked at her. Thenhe stood up. He was limp now and clearly visible. "I don't believe Ijust made it with my wife's best friend. Where did you get...that key,anyway? I suppose Chrissy gave it to you?" She started putting herclothes back on. She said, "I loved Chrissy, she and I were likesisters. When she married you, I felt a void, but had to adjust. When welost her, I decided to leave you alone for a while. Today, I decided totake off work and come to see how you are. This is quite a. The little Swiss orphan girl who goes to live with her grandfather high in the Swiss Alps. It’s both a good book and a Shirley Temple movie you know. Now substitute the American West’s Colorado Rocky Mountains, the Backbone of America, for the Alps.Now imagine a large Fairy Tale Castle like Disneyland’s in Anaheim, California. A Fairy Tale Castle perched high upon an unassailable, meaning impossible to get to, mountain peak. The only way to get to it is by the three cable ski lifts to the foot. I slid back in, then back out, Christy let out a small cry, unlike any I had heard that entire night. Now, every male who’s had sex more that three times knows what that sound means. I positioned my head right on Christy’s G-spot, then started fisting the length that was beyond her lips. I don’t care how hard a woman tries, there isn’t one alive than can resist a vibrating sensation like that on her G-spot, and I don’t know if Christy was even trying. I do know that she was a squirter, because. "I asked the nurse to put the back of my bed up some and to let him in."Charlie, damn, you look like you got hit by a truck!"It was my boss from New York, Gerald Adams. "Thanks, Gerald. That makes me feel a lot better. Listen, I'm ready to move closer to the action. I need to work out something. If I can make it happen I want to be based in Miami. That would be best for travel to South America and good connections to Spain and Portugal. Otherwise I'll go ahead and move to Madrid like you.