Giving her occasional touch and being sweet to her.One day, I asked her for a massage again and she was rubbing my neck and leaning down. I planted a ...uick kiss on her cheek.MIL: “What are you doing? “Me: “Just appreciating your dedication towards me”She smiled but covered it up quickly. You should have to control your actions.I understood this is my opportunity and pulled her to myself on the bed and hugged her. I knew she won’t tells this to my wife as it will ruin our marriage and so it was. I don't have the luxury of a car, but I do have a motorcycle - a 150 cc Kawasaki. It isn't great, but it gets me around the area.Statesboro, Georgia isn't a large town, and I asked about Plantation Lane at a few places, but got the cold shoulder. I finally stopped at the store that sold farm and garden supplied there."Can you tell me where Plantation Lane is?" I asked one of the older clerks there."Are they hiring again?" he asked, rather crankily."Yes, there was an ad in the college paper for. I could relate. They seemed to be talking my language. As I strolled the boardwalk with Kate, I noticed other guys casting admiring glances her way. Sometimes they would turn around to take a second look. ‘Sorry, but she belongs exclusively to me,’ I said silently to myself. For a time, the world seemed to be a happy, loving place. Later that weekend there was a barbeque at Kate’s parent’s shore house. I remember it well as I am sure I always will. The sun shone brilliantly in the bright blue. The risk of exposing Phil's operation was too great, however, to approach the contact. At least it was too great at the moment.With a sigh, Phil circled Sharon Garner's name again.Abigail was feeling frisky. She always felt this way whenever she had a period, a rare event that surprised her the previous week. It had been five months since her last one. She was entering her most fertile period, and that only added to her feeling of arousal.She looked over to her husband, who was sitting on a.