Carefully arranging his clothes, he set out to get back to his ship. While the loss of his wallet and watch were a nuisance, it did not overtly worry ...im as most of his savings were back on board the ship, along with a few more watches he had won while gambling.With the sun rising to his right, Brendon began to head North, and if he could not go North, he would turn to his left and go West until he had a clear way North again. Slowly he made his way through the town and then came across the. For now he couldn’t see the box, and that was enough. He thought—how could he not?—about Beth, but, thankfully, he also thought about the girl from B107. It had taken him easily forty-five minutes to unload the Pathfinder and the little U-Haul pull trailer, and during that whole time, she’d stared him down from across the courtyard as if he had murdered her family. Forty-five minutes of moving, yet she stood outside the whole time, on the other side of the wrought iron railing that lined the. Janie moved closer to Rick’s lips, placed her lips on his, and inserted her tongue into Rick’s mouth. Rick returned the kiss as he was living the best fantasy of his life.Janie knew that she had to taste Rick’s penis. She positioned herself between his legs as she dangled her own legs off the bed. Janie put her face inches from his crotch and breathed deeply. Each man’s crotch has its own scent: a mix a ball sack sweat, pubes, and the smell of precum that leaks throughout the day and dries. “But lots of practice before then, I’m sure!”“You know very well that I have a VERY healthy sex drive, Mr. Adams! And that’s your fault! Not that either Nick or I are complaining!”“My fault? You were ready to give up your cherry at thirteen!”“OK! OK!” she laughed. “Guilty! But you did help make me what I am today.”“And you, me,” I said. “Don’t look now, but my wife is a heck of a lot closer to your husband than I am to you!”“And whose fault is THAT?” she giggled.I pulled her to me so that her.