I'm not really sure if the i want to fuck you part came out when i gave her my number but oh well. Anyway work goes on and i find myself looking a... her more and more. I always smile at her and chat when i can. One day we end up together with nobody around doing some boring work and i can't help but stare at her ass every time she bends over. I want to touch it so bad. I want to tell her or bump into her but there's sexual harassment stuff and my wife and I'm scared to put myself out there.. I told Lucille and JP to come on and we went outside and jumped into my Jeep. It is a 1952 CJ-3 with 4-wheel drive, a gun rack in the back, and a winch on the front. My grandma bought it not too long before she died with the firm understanding that it was to be mine when she was gone. I keep it in good condition and for cruising the back roads and hill country it can't be beat. It also helps make some of those city slickers from Dallas and Houston think I am just a dumb country boy.I have found. ”Walking down several flights of stairs, Harry led him to a small, empty room with a familiar-looking podium standing on a round platform. Harry shook his grandson’s hand.“I know you’re worried, and that’s perfectly normal. Remember, regardless of what happens in the Judgment Chamber, that you will see Melody again, you will see me again, you will see all your loved ones again. It’s only a matter of when. Have faith, Mike.”“Thanks, Granddaddy.”Stepping onto the platform, Mike quieted his mind. He looked closer, his grazing fingertip following and caressing the areas examined by his eyes. When he had examined her ass, he kneeled down and examined the backs of her thighs, knees and calves. The skin in this area was so soft and could be pulled tight by being bent over, as she was now. It could easily be damaged if one was not extremely careful. Again he found no marks. His excitement at the prospect of truly having a novice was building. That would be just too good to be true. It was a.