I smiled.The campfire was an altar of recessed concrete, surrounded by a circle of deadfall. Everyone gathered with twigs to skewer marshmallows and w...enies. Candy began a cowboy ditty in a slightly mournful tenor. Everyone heard cowboy talent but I heard queer pain. He sang about getting doggies along and a trail made lonelier by a cowboy’s lost love. Everyone heard passion but I I heard longing.I wanted to alleviate that longing—if only for a little while, and I wanted to give him a measure. We started to kiss and she started to stroke my cock again and as she put her hand around it she moaned again and it made me bounce my cock and she said oh my god that thing is so hard. She turned around leaning over the end of the sofa and wanted it from behind again, I wanted to see her face as I went in, so I turned her around and sat her on the sofa and knelt between her legs. I started to rub my cock along her pussy and flicking it over her rock hard clit and she was so wet it was dripping. "Michael," she said. She held me for a moment, wiping her tears against my jeans. "I can... I can make it up to you."She wasn't wearing much make-up, but what she had had run all down her face. Her hair was a tangled mess. Her eyes were bright.Misreading my face, she brought her hands up to my waist. "I can," she said. I could see her tongue touch her lower lip as she fingered the clasp of my jeans. She'd stopped crying now."I don't know why," she said, "I wouldn't before." She glanced up at. I'm coming to pick you up at nine so be ready. We're going out with the new lab tech, so look nice. I'm bringing Lee with me. See you later." "Great, another chance for her to hit me up with a blind date. A shift from hell and she still won't give me a break!" Anna muttered angrily to herself as she slipped off a plain black bra and headed towards the bathroom. Other messages continued playing in the background as Anna was in the shower, though she could not hear any of what was being said. She.