I started to feel weak and tried and when I turn around there he stand looking at me with a smile on his face."What are you doing out here?" he said."...Why?" was all I can say before passing out again. When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was him sitting next to my bedside, reading a book. I layed there staring at him and wondering why he stopped me from killing myself. "Why?" I asked again. "Your finally up." he said."Who are you?" I asked. "My name is Damon. And what your name?" he. She attracted the attention of many young men,. Her vibrant, yet restrained personality made her popular with almost everyone she came into contact with. Despite this attention from other men Jill was a very determined lady. She knew what she wanted and how to get it. As time went on Franks love for Jill had matured. They rarely if ever squabbled and revelled in each others company. Even after Jane had moved to the midlands to live with Frank, he always that he found plenty of opportunities to. It made a wet slapping sound as it smacked into the pavement. Nobody would care anyway. The k**s were still at school and the parents were at work. Besides, he only had to do the back yard and nobody on the street could see him on that side of the house. He walked the mower to the back of the house. Tried the gate but then realized that the gate had not been unlocked. He left his lawn mower start back around the front of the house. The only way to the back yard would be thought the garage. She was correct of course and the climax was even more wonderful than usual. I let her fully recover as we drank a Schmitz Beer and recuperated. I even told her the corny old joke about why the Schmitz girls switched brands to Hamms beer. “They kept getting sand in their Schmitz” the punch line which got me a punch in the side for my poor joke. Then I concentrated on the best pussy eating I,d ever performed on Angel and was duly rewarded by her loud automatic groans generated as her liquids.