The owner of those legs was crying out her name, arching her back and resting most of her weight on her shoulders and heels.Once I realized what was h...ppening, I mourned at having slept through the preliminaries. That turned out to be like missing the first part of a fireworks display and only waking to see the twenty-minute crescendo where it seems like every bottle rocket, Roman candle, and cherry bomb in the world is going off at once. I couldn't see what Ceilidh was doing, but the other. There's not much I gotta do around here and I get to drive a fast car and carry a gun! The only down side is that nothing exciting ever happens in Eagles Lading. But what happened to you? Get a Section 8? Always knew you'd wash out. Figured it wouldn't take six years for you to do it!" he laughed."I came back to help the old man out with the salvage yard. I'm just getting back from Denver," Finn motioned to the flatbed. "Went to pick up some old cars Dad wants to restore. It'll never happen.. “Hold on.” He went over to the door and locked it. Then started pulling up Zack’s shirt. “Too much clothing. I like the feeling of skin on skin.” Taking it the next step when his shirt was off and started unbuckling his pants. Leigh stood back and watched him disrobe completely. “You think something’s gonna happen between the two of us?” He said mockingly. Zack didn’t lower himself to sarcasm, “Take off your pants.” Leigh obeyed. When they were both naked they came back. I needn't have worried, she was wearing a pair of what I thought of as man style flannel pyjamas which almost completely hid her figure, just a slight hint of where her breasts were and a little more fullness across her hips but that was all."Will you tuck me in David?"She reached out for my hand and as soon as I held it she turned and led me to her bedroom. It was small, only really room for her bed, a desk and chair and a small bedside unit. It was clearly her space, she had made it a.