Evan’s brain took a second from not obsessing about the girl’s identity to register the question and spoke carefully before he answered. ‘See th...t girl in the tight top and mini skirt? I know I’ve seen her recently, I just can’t think of where, and it’s driving me nuts, off my game,’ he confessed. His manager, far from thinking this was frivolous, had been with Evan a long time and knew how all-important it was that Evan have zero distractions to help him concentrate on beating the opponent, so. From Vermont to New Hampshire she thought about new dress designs and fabrics she could use. From New Hampshire to Kennebunkport, however, all she thought about was sex, and all the things she and I might do in or out of bed. “Order me a Bloody Mary.” she told me, as the waitress walked toward our table. Sarah read the Inn’s brochure, and I told her a little about the room and what I had observed so far. Having had dinner at the Inn a few months before, she was already familiar with the general. She told me things would probably be better in a couple weeks…that more opportunities would open up. I didn’t get it at first – but then I figured it out. She would be turning 18 then! I called her several times in the first two weeks and then I saw her a couple times towards the end of the month I paid for the room. I got to take her out for her birthday! She had gotten a clerk job and was making some money…but not a lot. As her time at the motel ended, I helped her find an apartment. I paid. Little moans and whimpers escape my mouth, only to be dampened to a volume that only we can hear, allowing us to be discrete. My breathing is shallow and hitches every now and then. I want you inside me. I need you inside me. You have started a fire that cannot be sated by touch alone. Suddenly, your touch is gone, and I whimper, only to gasp and groan as you slide your member into me quickly. You stay still, allowing me to adjust and I am grateful that you love me enough to take everything.