The tension level fell to zero as I smiled and said, "Uh, I think you are right."Jenn rubbed her leg against me and said, "I'm gonna get a drink." The... she rolled over and got off the bed. I watched as my lover casually walked out of the bedroom, completely naked.I immediately put my hand to myself, feeling the wet of her and stroking to get hard again. When she came back into Katie's room, Jenn had a glass of water in one hand, and the other hand was behind her back. Jenn just stood there. They came from here, apparently.All those people who voted for George W. Bush and Mitt Romney and therest of that ilk had to come from somewhere, too, because no one she knewback home voted for them, that's for sure; at least, they didn't admitthey did.All these cows, though, they explained it. They explained a lot ofthings.Where I come from is Disasterville...Phoebe wrote these words into her online journal, at the start of a newentry.She was a runaway. She was a problem child. Except, at. However I and Kshitij(guy I was dating) had plans to meet later that evening so I stayed back doing some work in lab. I was wearing a cut sleeves round neck top and tight shorts which complemented my figure. Our whole department was deserted today as everybody left early. I was still working in the lab when Kshitij came in at around 5:30. I heard a soft click of the door as he locked it behind him. I smiled secretly to myself. He came behind me and hugged me from behind the stool. I got up and. Before that afternoon, I definitely gave a lot of thought to fucking Mrs. Marie, but the horniness made it much worse. She was wearing tight jeans and a silky blue shirt. They way the shirt moved on her breasts mesmerized me.I don't know how long I sat watching her. I came back to myself when she put plates down on the kitchen table."The contractor will be out tomorrow," Mrs. Marie told me. "He's done some work on our house so he promised to work through the day until it's all fixed. Devon will.