“I need to make a few phone calls and thought maybe we’d go to dinner about 6:00.”“Good, I wanted to take a long hot bath and read for a while...so that would be perfect.”Sloan waited for Sara to close the bathroom door before he dialed Margaret. They exchanged information and Sloan took notes.“Has that Johnson guy been bothering you anymore?” He asked trying to sound casual.“At least once a day. He is nothing if not persistent.”“What do you know about him?” Sloan finally asked.“Steve Johnson is. And where the hell do you think you're going anyway?"Garrett looked at his mother and said, "I don't know where I'm going, but I'm sure not staying here any longer." He climbed into his truck, started it, and drove off while his mother stared after him.Garrett went to the small bar and grill the construction crews frequented. When he walked in there were several people he worked with or knew from his infrequent visits in the past. Almost all of them offered their condolences for his. I felt her wet pussy on my cock. I pushed open her pussy lips. She moved her pussy back on my cock. I got a few inches inside her. I held onto her hips so her pussy did not push my cock back out. I pushed my cock in farther. I had almost all of my cock buried in her wet pussy. She moaned as I was fucking her pussy some more. I put my hands on her shoulders. I leaned up to kiss her neck. She moaned again. "That it! Don't stop! Don't stop! Keep fucking me. Harder! Harder! Harder!" she moaned.A. He's very correct in how he treats me. I just want him to see that I'm considerate and helpful. Carol has already said I can sleep with her, which will be fun." Diana was right that I wouldn't touch her in the "wrong way"; I do it the "correct way" every time. And she certainly would have fun sleeping with Carol, so Diana was almost totally telling the truth.Mrs. Norris had thought it was a good idea, especially after I gave her the guided tour. She was particularly impressed that I personally.