He continued to watch her. He seemed to mutter the whole time, and she wondered if he was on speaker phone, or something.Was he telling someone about ... hot girl in a restaurant he was in? I hope he is. What am I saying? I'm here with... what's his face. Oh, no. I can't remember my boyfriend's name!She felt herself blush. Her sister had asked her something."Sorry, I was a million miles away."Her sister's voice trailed off again, as she found herself letting down her hair from its pony tail and. And instead love becomes this partnership drafted in an attorney’s office instead of something that was supposed to keep them mutually dependent on each other and equally engaged. Instead they had a reliance on the delusion of their ambitions.These were ambitions that made a woman cold and a man look elsewhere. These were drives and wants that made a woman look for something better than what a lowly but loving man could offer her. Perhaps he was dreaming, because within the world he dreamt. ..Sweetness started sliding down. As she straddled my legs, she massaged my still bare butt and thighs. Repeatedly, her hand would make "accidental" contact with the head of my penis and top of my shaft.Then she positioned me so my butt was a little bit in the air and reached underneath to massage me. She wasn't massaging my penis directly, but the sides of her hands were sliding along the shaft and gently rubbing against my balls.I tried to restrain myself, but subtly moved my pelvis back and. Just as I was swallowing my lastbite of pizza crust I looked over by the wall and saw the key to the atvhanging. I jumped up and grabbed the key then ran out to the atv. Icranked it a few times then it came to life. "YES!" I cheered to myselfas Chris came running when he heard the engine running. He climbed in theseat next to me and we then set out for the hard ware store. "Why are wegoing there first?" Chris asked. "Because here was a big yard card therethat we can hook up and pull behind this.