He followed Esposito from the elevator and and had stared at his ass the entire time. Now Ryan covered his bulge with his bag. "Wanna meet at my place...later for a little Madden?" Esposito asked Ryan before he turned to get on the elevator, "I bet I could beat your ass any day." "Yeah, sure," Ryan said, "See ya in a few." He turned to walk away, and Esposito gave his ass a playful slap. He turned around and saw Esposito give him a little wink. Ryan felt his heart speed up a little, and he could. As Cheryl removed the guitar strap from around her neck and handed off her guitar, once again she caste a sly glance my way. Her deep blue eyes seemed to meet mine. I was once again spellbound.After a few minutes of applauding, Joe reminded me of our backstage passes. My mind was in another world as I watched Cheryl walk off, a perfect rear view if there ever was one.Joe and I grabbed a quick hot dog and a beer before heading towards the backstage area. We flashed our backstage passes to the. Well, hubby decided we had had enough of staring at each other and sighing in desperation. A week later we were finally alone at home, it has rained earlier in the evening. There's something in the air with the smell of wet earth, frogs croaking and crickets making all that noise that gets ones hormones going. He enters the kitchen, pulls me into his arms and I know, this is the day. He kisses me long and hard, his tongue exploring mine hungrily. His hunger is apparent and I go wet in no time.. “The dog may have been the reason for the car to swerve, but...”“The dog is the reason it happened in the first place,” the therapist corrects. “If that driver hit it, he would never have served and hit your mother. Do you hate Sandy?”“No,” he says.“No, you don’t,” she says.He opens his mouth, ready to divulge what happened with the dog before he fucked Marian and his thoughts that followed after that. Instead, he says, “So you want to go back to the beginning?”Kennedy smiles and releases his.