“So this is it?” she said.“At your request, yes, and I think it was the right thing for you to do.”“Me, too. I’m going to miss doing this ...ith you.”“And me with you.”“Thank you for a wonderful weekend and a wonderful year.”“You’re welcome. And thank you, too.”“I love you, Steve.”“I love you too, Samantha.”We stood up and hugged, then used wet wipes to clean up as best we could. Samantha sprayed some air freshener, we hugged again, and left the stateroom to sit in the leather seats for the. "Bobby and Collette walked across the field to where the coaches were waiting in the team's third base dugout. Collette gave him a last kiss for luck, waived to the coaches, and headed for the section of the grandstand that was set aside for player's families.The pitching coach looked at Bobby with something like awe."That was your girlfriend?" he asked in disbelief."Yup," Bobby replied with a smile."I hate you," the coach said, shaking his head.The coach then led him off to the team's bullpen.. " As he ceased speaking, the count felt the hand of Mercedes tremble. "But you," he said, "with that light dress, and without anything to cover you but that gauze scarf, perhaps you feel cold?" Do you know where I am leading you?" said the countess, without replying to the question."No, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "but you see I make no resistance." We are going to the greenhouse that you see at the other end of the grove."The count looked at Mercedes as if to interrogate her, but she. Her hands on my buns pulled and held me deep and her hips got me to spurt harder than I ever had before. We laid close for a while.When we spoke again she said she had a boyfriend back home that she might marry someday but she missed the loving with him and was I ok with that. Hell yes I was. Then she sent me home with the agreement to meet on Sunday afternoon.That sex was even hotter with lots more time. She was clearly quite experienced and I got a crash course in how to enjoy a woman. She.