This time Ryan could feel Paula's hair on his bare back. He was going to comment, but he liked the feel of the hair on his body. When she moved to the...right arm, she had to reach across the bed. First Ryan again felt her hair, and then he felt something heavier, more substantial draped across his back. Is it her tits? Why would she do this for me? Does she feel sorry for me? Anger flared in Ryan's brain and his face flushed; however, her soft caresses soon eased his mind. If Paula felt when his. “I thought it would be a lot harder than that. Are you able to stay a little longer? Watch a movie or something?” Ashley asked me.“Yes sure, I'm fine here. What movie are you thinking of?” I replied.Without a word she moved backward closer to me, took the remote and turn on the TV; pressed play; the DVD Wedding Crashers came on. “Good choice,” I commented while putting my arm around her shoulder.Throughout the movie we commented on an laughed at good parts. One of the most interesting was when. .. had been my wife, Debbie's mother. It had been justless than six months since the accident that took Laurie from us. Adrunk driver had run a red light. Debbie and I had spent about two anda half weeks in the hospital. Laurie wasn't as lucky. The drunk had hitus broadside on Laurie's side. She had died instantly. At least shedidn't suffer. The drunk had been charged with manslaughter and I had acivil lawsuit pending against him and the city. He was a citymaintenance worker, on duty in a city. ..and I sometimes too much ;-) her in a communication agency and me asnegotiator. Asmooth wake - upEarlier this lucky day I was woken up by my clock orprobably I should better state by my cock. All controlled by a PDA ;-). RecentlyI bought myself a PDA capable of interacting through Bluetooth technology withother gadgets. The first thing I ever have used from the beginning is thefeature to update it with different laptop computers using outlook and its calendaras well as other applications in.