I'd closed my eyes and everything, but if I'd gotten any sleep at all it was so restless that it hadn't really done any good.I became frustrated, unab...e to find the pictures. I just needed one good one, something with my mom's face. I started to search other boxes, not really caring what happened to the contents of them as I rifled through, simultaneously wondering if there were any pictures in my room that I could use. I grabbed a heavy box, pulling it off the stack and cursing loudly when my. She watched as the small slit drooled his clear fluid, the droplets falling onto his stomach.Kim started to saw her legs and pull harder at her nipples, her orgasm closing in on her. She felt Jack's body tense and his stomach muscles contract. He pulled his feet to his butt, his knees in the air. He was groaning loud, opening and closing his legs as his hand moved at a blurring pace. She knew he wouldn't last much longer and made an attempt to move her head away from his cock.The first jet of. Arabella knelt next to Simon on the poncho, her eyes looking hopefully into his. "Simon, I don't know how to say I'm sorry. I..."He silenced her with a soft kiss. "What matters now is that we're together again. We'll work through the rest later. When we're home."They lay down and Simon pulled the poncho over them both. Drawing her body next to his, he shivered slightly in the dawn's chilly air and scooted closer to Arabella's warm body. They were both asleep in moments.The Alpha boat arrived at. I remember sitting at a nicely appointed bar lounge in the airport motel and listening to the piano player running her fingers over one of those boring show tunes from some God-forsaken Broadway musical like a brain-dead zombie from the twilight zone.She had a huge wine glass for tips and it was distressingly empty in the absence of any notable rewards except for a single dollar bill that looked like it had been saved since World War II. Her face was pretty enough, but she didn’t have that.