Have you eaten a grapefruit bite after bite, and then drink water? I did and trust me, the water tastes like hell.That's my life.A grapefruit that bec...me sour and then having to learn how to live with that.Something that wasn't my fault, just a real divorce in real life, a hateful relationship between my mother and my Dad, all these years.Just because my Dad was the macho type and my Mother a woman that truly believed on the equality of rights between men and women.Sounds really weird that a. "He's gone, Miz Anne. Shot two times far as I can see. Poor man. Poor ole man."Anne hurried upstairs and quickly dressed in an old cambrick shirt and her father's serge trousers, her gardening costume. She pulled on her boots and hurried out to her new stable. Both horses had been shot in the head and lay crumpled in their stalls. She took a deep breath, swallowing a curse and feeling her gut convulse. The barn cat meowed at her from the rafters.She went back to the house, traded her weapon for. As I reach his abs, I feel my knees touch the cool tile floor.Kneeling in front of him, I lean back, resting my ass on my feet, taking in the view in front of me. Cam’s hard, smooth body glistening with water. Inches from my face, his lovely erect cock still in my hand as I continue rubbing him.As I kneel there, admiring his cock, butterflies dance around my stomach. As much as I lust for his cock, I have never tasted a man’s firmness before.It only takes a moment though for my desires to. Matt made a quick note to himself, don't bore her with car stories.Arriving a little early, Matt sunk into one of the sofas and started reading the paper. A hand pulled it down, and he looked up annoyed as it was a great article of yesterday's Test match at Lords. That annoyance soon turned to a smile as looking at him was the lovely face of Helen. He couldn't believe she'd actually turned up but glad she had as she was gorgeous. Long dark hair framed her pretty face, dark eyes that glinted.