It'd been more than 20 years since anyone else had touched in an intimate manner. I was almost shocked at myself by the excitement his hand being in...my pants caused me. The fire and sheer animalistic heat I felt was almost frightening. It was all I could do to keep myself from spreading my legs open to make way for those searching fingers. I couldn't believe how open and receptive I felt towards this man who was practically raping me. It was almost like being a teenager again, with a. He drove up to the reception and walked in to find an elderly man typing something on a computer. ‘Hi, I’m checking in today.’ ‘Hi,’ he looked up at Cyrus, ‘I’m Jack. How are you?’ He stood up and went to get some forms. ‘Fine thanks, I’m Cyrus Mistry, I have a 1-bedroom cottage reserved.’ ‘Sure. Let me have a look.’ He went over to the computer. ‘Ah, here we are. From the 15th to the 22nd correct?’ ‘Yes, that’s right. But Jack, I had a question. I may be going on a boat for a couple of nights.. Body contact could help. Shifting around so we were hip to hip and nearly face to face, I began to stroke her hair, her forehead, her temples, her eyelids, which began to flutter, then opened. I stroked her cheek and traced her lips with my fingers."That was..." Shhh," I said and stopped her with a kiss. A gentle one."That was..." I know," I said, and I kissed her again.I felt her lips come alive under mine, and I knew the timing was okay."Ummmmh," she said dreamily, her arms coming up around. Their reflexes not quick like the bigger ones. It made the meal not only easier but a hell of a lot safer! Many a time I have watched as a fellow mosquito became too greedy, filling their pouch past capacity only to end up human hand splatter! Well it has been twenty minutes and my craving calls me to eat. During my round trip of the pond I witness thirty more of my children become breakfast to the hungry birds and frogs. It appears to be a very dangerous day for marsh flying so I think I will.