I relaxed on a couch waiting for Kris to come down the staircase fantasizing about what the night will hold. When she came down she was clad only in p...rfect black lingerie. To this day I have never seen any thing hotter then she was as she sauntered down those stairs. By the time she had reached me my cock was harder then steel. She straddled me ripping of my shirt as our tongues danced. I unhooked her bra and let her perfect tits hang liberated from there lace prisons. I moved slowly downward. " I just need to solve a problem, Baby. I'll discuss it with you when the time comes." Swatting her on the ass as she turned to walk away, he added, "Keep that motor warmed up for me."She stopped for a second to say, "I'll leave you to your problem, but..." she continued as she walked toward the door, "the motor is warmed up and ready. You just need to come take it for a drive."She did accomplish one thing, he thought after his mate had left. She darn sure improved my mood. Problem is, I had. He felt sick inside. He tried to imagine his own parents dying, and then having to look after Jay and Bec. A cold shiver ran up his spine, even though he knew he couldn't really imagine it. All of a sudden Shahia's face came into his mind. He remembered her stone face as the kids at school made fun of her lunch, or made fun of her, and imagined her wearing that same stony look at her parent's funeral. It was too much, and he folded in on himself, collapsing onto the desk, sobbing.Eventually he. ”“Where do you stay? I see a sleeping bag on your bike. Do you camp out?”“I did last night, but I was right outside Watkins Glen, so I just did my meals in town and slept in the Six Nations Campground. Other nights, particularly if the weather looks questionable, I’ll find a B&B or hotel. I spent a week at B&B in Hollidaysburg, Pennsylvania.”“Weather?”“No ... I met a very fetching mother and her daughter that ran the inn where I stayed. I helped them do some heavy lifting kind of work around.