Then as I worked my way up to her left leg, and thigh, she started to moan, and reach out for me, trying to figure out why she was getting so warm. A... she started to realize what I was doing, she rolled over on to her back, and her legs spread involuntarily, and I instantly climbed between her legs, planting kisses on her thighs, and on her sex, and her lower belly, and she was moaning as I inched further up her body. As I reached her breast, her nipples were hard, and I didn’t know if it was. I made some more noise, letting myself go, letting my body react too. Tim was starting to grind and buck now; I had an inkling what that meant. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter down below, I had been masturbating for a few years now and thrilled at the excitement and recognition of sexual heat. Those fuck-pleasures would wait for another day. You had to suck before you fuck...kind of a bastardized version of walk before you run, or something like that, which was the group think. The prize money wasn't tour quality. It was the competition that she craved. It was a chance to show herself that she still had the ability to compete. She promised to call me and let me know how she did. In turn, I told her I probably would have heard from Norman Fears by then so I'd let her know that as well.I had dinner at a chain restaurant that evening, trying something a little different than meat and potatoes once more. The seafood platter looked good so I ordered that along with a beer.. I told her I would wait and make sure she got settled in when she got back."That's sweet Tom but you don't have to do that, you have already made sure I have everything, go on home, I will be fine" she told me.But I wouldn't hear of it, "No mam I will make sure everything is okay before I leave, I will be in the lobby when you come in." I told her.She shook her head, "well if you are going to be here why don't you just stay in the room and relax while I am gone."I smiled and said that sounded.