I thought of leaving Terry a message, that I would just meet her at the airport, but I chickened out, and besides if we were going to fight, we should...do it at the room, not the fucking airport. The shower felt good, but, fuck, I was tired, and the stress of being with Terry was eating at me. It had to be done, the flight was leaving at ten am and it was a hour limo ride there, so I figured I needed to leave the hotel at eight thirty, that didnt give me much time. Well the fucking corvette. We had no plans to be separated this weekend. All of them were going to with me to Saturday night’s fund raiser at Topeka Kansas.On Monday Lorrie, Sara, Jenny, the boys and Marcy were coming over with me. I was not coming back for home until Monday morning. Then on Wednesday they were swapping with Ching Lee, Takeo and Vicky who were staying until Friday when all of them would join me again.The night was fun, affectionate and loving. All my mates joined in - it was in the wee hours of the. Her cleavage draws his attention. His eyes wander down her smooth tight dress, the silhouette says full figured. A quick glance reveals nice tanned muscular thighs. “Take me to Boulder,” she says. “That’s sixty miles away!” “I am well aware of that cabbie,” she barks.He realizes she is past drunk and mad as hell too. He decides the safest bet is to just drive. He turns up the music. Tina Turner pours her sultry voice into the cab. He figures this might soothe the savage b**st. He watches her. That powerful image must have kept him up all night the last night, and now it grabbed my mind, too. Almost shyly, we unbuttoned our plaid shirts. Luckily, I had on a front-clip bra (well, actually, I was hoping something like this would happen), and I undid that, too. ‘It did feel wonderful. The last firelight, the moonlight, maybe even the stars, shone on our chests. He was strong, and I ran my fingers over his muscles, loving the way he caught the light. Then he kissed down my neck, so.