"Martin has been here? He knows not to come here when you are home on leave; it must be something serious." He could have phoned you if it was serious... He either forgot I was on leave or he was taking the piss." I thought it was probably the latter, but I kept that to myself.Miriam stood up. "I'll make a cup of tea and then ring him to see what's going on."She looked tired so I said. "I'll make the tea while you go and have a shower, you look knackered."She gave me a swift warm kiss. "Thanks. She was there now, and felt the tightening in her tummy that signaled that ‘good feeling’ that rubbing her ’special spot’ always created.As Penny rubbed her clit furiously, suddenly there it was. She shuddered and became totally rigid as she pushed on her magic place. Her breathing was ragged and her chest had a deep flush to it. She had had yet another ‘good feeling’ as she called it.As Penny pulled her bathing suit up, she thought to herself, ‘I don’t know who those kids were, but I hope I. " I said. "What? Phone not good enough for you?" "It's not that." I replied. I had realized. Not having a phone wasn't the problem. I needed my phone. I didn't know anyone's numbers. They're all programmed in. Who needs to remember a phone number if your phone remembers it? I was going to call Nigel--see if he knew a friendly mechanic. But how could I without my phone? "I don't know the number--it's just programmed into my phone." He nodded, smiling again. "So..." he said, "What are you going. “Don’t lie… you try to hide it but you just want someone to take you…”“Not just anyone… you…” the words were out of my mouth before i could stop. His hand was removed and I tried ot look over my shoulder. My efforts proved worthless as he came around to the other side of the table. I tried to stand up again, but he put his hands on my shoulders keeping me laying across the desk.My eyes were level with his hips, and I could see a bulge in his pintstriped pants. I looked up, my eyes meeting his..