For a week's time we didn't meet, I was bit worried as why she has neither came to shop or called me, whether she felt bad for asking the financial ma...ter. I was wrong same day she called me and asked to take her.She was standing near market with school bag and a carry bag, and headed to the room. Once inside room she jumped on holding my neck and placed her both legs on my waste, started smooching me like a kid who had found her lovely toy after missing it from long time. I carried her to bed. The land proved more stable than the many doubters believed when it was built in 1897. None expected the fence to still be standing ten years later and gruesome predictions of the houses fate filled the gossips for years. Vindictive visions of mudslides had seen first the fence, then the big Victorian house collapsing down the crumbling face of the bluff, taking the family along with it. The handsome Victorian had been remodeled various times, enlarging the once fashionable small rooms to more. At five people started coming out of the building and by five-fifteen there were only seven cars left in the lot, one of them Sherri's. At five thirty Sherri came out and I followed her about two miles to a Super 8 motel. She pulled into the lot and parked in front of room 106, got out of her car and went up to the office. A couple of minutes later she came back with a key in her hand an opened the door to 106. She came out with an ice bucket a minute later and headed for the ice machine. I. Feeling the heat of her lust building and the tingling pulse of desire for more, suddenly interrupted by the thought of being late and impatience with my delay. Rachel broke our kiss, and slipped out of my embrace, then turning around towards me with a flushed smile, she protests, Stop teasing now, we’re already going to be late! Looking into her eyes I could see the gleam of her passion aroused, and knew that her impatiences was weakened by her ache of desire. She could still feel the warm.