By name! 'Hey, Carter, ' he said!" Where's Ingmar? It might be... them -- out there." I don't think it was them," Harry said. "The man sounded -- he s...unded -- friendly." Find Ingmar, will you? We need to ask him how he wants to play this." I headed down to the fourth floor, to the radio transmitter.Nobody was talking when I got there. The radio, as usual, was silent except for a moderate buzz of static. Ingmar showed up along with Harry, who was telling him what had happened."If the guy called. One Sunday afternoon Mike invited me over to watch the Football games and drink some beers . It was getting late as the 4;00 pm games winded down and Carol just came home from spending the day out at her Moms , she was sitting down next to Mike drinking a beer when suddenly the 2 of the started kissing , whispering and laughing . Eventually he was kissing her neck and her hand was down his pants stroke his cock , I got up to go home and Mike said " where the hell you going " I told him I was. “Morning, sex bomb, two eggs with my toast, please.” Which earnt me a look of disdain, so I hurriedly filled my cup with coffee and retreated to the safety of the table. Picking up a tablet that was lying there, I looked over the top (this was so much more effective with proper Sunday papers), blew a couple of quick kisses to Tina and said, “Pwetty pwease,” before lowering my chin and looking up through my eyelashes and then fluttering them, trying to give my best puppy-dog look.A couple of. Martin simply lowered his head and walked out of the room feeling embarrassed by his staring. He wondered how he could have just stood their leering at the reverend’s wife. But after all he was human and a boy with raging hormones and he could only control so much. Annie was pleased by Martin’s reaction and she knew that he was definitely starting to see another side of her. He was realizing that she could be more than just a surrogate mother. Annie dried off and looked at herself in the.