Abram's butt moved up and down. They were going to get started again. This time it would be for a long time. Jerry had an orgasm and I turned my face ...own in the pillow and had one and we went to sleep. The bed didn't shake or move at all from their movements. It's thick and sturdy, like Jerry and Abram. The next day from breakfast to night time was absolutely wonderful. They were a pair right off but not exclusively. We all interacted a lot. Photos https://cpmlink.net/P685AQTwo days later. It was fairly sparse, I didn't have a lot ofdecorations or anything, but it had a killer surround sound setup andplenty of room to practice some of my more unusual hobbies, like indoordrone flying or fencing practice. My book collection flowed along one ofthe back walls, next to a clean and bright kitchen. I learned to bake atan early age thanks to Mom, it came in handy living alone as I wascurrently, knowing how to cook food that likely wouldn't kill me. I wascurrently between girlfriends, and. She and I had parted on pleasant if platonicterms, and I saw no need to upset that. Beth however, pointed out thather friend kept looking at us."He was trying to look right down your dress Susan! Don't tell me youdidn't notice that!" Yeah, I noticed, but he's with Joyce, not me, or you either. Leave himalone and he'll go away. Joyce was really good at one thing, so I imaginethat he'll get what he wants from her a little later."Beth didn't mention it again, and by the time we left, they were. The plans for the kitchen cabinets long settled, we sit in the backyard with our coffee and scones, toying with the idea of a trip the coast. * The rest of the week flies by. As Patrick wraps up his current job, refinishing an antique bar at a local restaurant, I’ve begun the arduous task of getting the interior of my house ready to paint. I go through, room by room, removing curtains, scraping off stickers from Addie’s youth, and taping off moulding. The days are filled with hard, physical.