"You're looking like you've got your belly dragging, and if anyone ought to be walking on air, you ought to be." Man, I don't believe it," Josh said. ...I mean, I know it happened, but I just don't believe it."The Spearfish Lake Marlins had a five-year losing streak in the season opener with the Coldwater Icebergs. Once upon a time, when the schools were in the same league, the game had come later in the season, and it had been the grudge match of the season. Then, Coldwater had merged with a. Moans of contentedness occasionally rose from his near-limp body. She turned him over, unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, then started on his pecs. Kneading, soothing, now teasing a nipple, running her hands over his stomach, back up to tweak again. The response to this was enormous, and it strained the front of his pants. Teasing her way back down his abdomen, she unbuttoned his pants and slid them, and his boxers, off. Standing, she quickly removed her clothes. As she released her very. It was eight-forty-five. Alain, a tall and well built young man with dark hair who was a graduate or something or other (Em didn’t catch it and didn’t care) would arrive at nine-fifteen. If extended time was required thereafter, a simple phone call would fix it. Em finished her coffee and cognac, signed the bill and left the restaurant. She smiled to herself. From their smiles and behind-the-hand commentary, it seemed that the patrons, almost to the man (and woman), had now decided she was a. As he slid in beside her, Michael didn’t stop until his body was completely beneath the blankets. Gently he spread her legs and positioned himself between them, his mouth poised at her opening. He wanted desperately to see the amazing treasure he was about to consume yet knew that the cold air would surely wake his sleeping lover.Lover? Did one night of unbridled sex make his minor daughter his lover now? When he remembered her responsiveness to his touch, her eagerness to please his hungry.