I hadnever seen so many reporters and photographers in one place before!"Good morning," Scott said into the microphone, and I diverted myattention to ...hat he was saying. "My name is Scott Crawford and I amSarah's representative with Olympic Records. Sarah will be giving a briefstatement and we will be taking questions afterward. I ask that you holdall comments until that time. Sarah Carerra."Scott stepped back from the podium and gave me a smile. I gulped beforetaking a step forward and then. I was concentrating on the sway of her breasts, the lust-filled look in her eyes, the way she bit her lower lip as she rode me, anything to divert my attention from the incredible feeling of being inside of her! The tempo in her rhythm increased, as did the sounds of our combined breaths, interspersed with moans and sighs. She paused momentarily to shift off her knees, bringing her feet up next to my hips, then moving her hands back onto my thighs. The switch changed the angle at which my penis. “Well,” he replied, “For starters, you agreed to stay and chat with me, even though it is close to midnight and I am a single, unattached guy.”“You’re my boss,” I replied. “I just want to make sure you’re happy.”I batted my eye-lashed nervously. He slipped his hand back on to my leg, only this time, he pushed the hem of my dress upwards, stopping short of becoming overly invasive. I slipped my hand on to his, as I uncrossed my legs.“You’re entering dangerous territory,” I remarked, looking down. " I don't need to think about it." Abigail put her other hand on top of the one joined with Allison's. "Allison, I love you so much. But I just can't do that. I want your babies, all of them, to belong to you, even if..." She glanced at Jack. " ... especially if Jack is the father." But, Abigail..." Besides," Abigail said, cutting Allison off. "You are entirely too young to consider babies. You have a year of high school left, then college, and I'm not sure pregnancy and soccer will mix.