Sharing ideas came later and goodness knows if someone writes to me, I'll write back with all sorts of comments! I'm long-winded, don't you know!(Nost...umo) But I like them! :)(Brandy) Oh, by the way. Sometimes people ask ME to collaborate. For some reason. I guess there's no accounting for tastes. :-)(PJ) *Pffft*(ehayes) *TTThffffththtpppp!*(Bashful) Is a fascination with TG normal? Isn't it a natural part of humans to wonder about what might have been?(Brandy) I subscribe to the idea that no. If they don't work right, I could ruin a good pontoon. If we're lucky, everything will work the way it's supposed to."We landed smoothly, with John acting like a little old lady triple checking the pontoons for scrapes and gouges.I didn't want to check in with the Mounties until I was ready to take the prisoner. If they wanted to get rid of him bad enough, they might just hand him over to me and I'd be responsible for him immediately.We ate a late supper and checked into a double room that had. Just what she needed, more curious, gawking, finger-pointers."Now, who could have told you that?" Liz said with palpable sarcasm.Rodney smiled and said, "It was Desirée Denning. She said you wouldn't mind."The blonde softened and let a wisp of a smile drift across her lips. "Desirée's a dear friend. Please come in." And Liz stood aside for them.Once inside, Tanya and Rodney sat down while their hostess obligingly made them some coffee. When she returned, they spent a while talking. ‘No.’ I wasn’t about to stop doing anything that could get this reaction out of him. David slid his hand back up skirt and grabbed my butt, which he knew I loved. He was playing dirty, so I’d have to get even dirtier. I started slowly rotating my pelvis, grinding hard against him. He was getting really hard and it turned me on so much. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, kissing him more forcefully. He responded quickly, and started running his fingers up and down my back. I could feel the.