Strange. I really, really like you, too, and Im not giving up over something silly. Stop worrying. Oh my god, does he really feel the same way about m... like I do him???? You really like me? A lot. Theres his little boy grin. God, I want to just attack him across the table, but Im pretty sure wed get thrown out. Oh. We keep talking and while nothing major is being said, theres a lot going on. I am falling in love….I think. We spend a few minutes making out back at my place, but we both have an. I knew she was serious when she used the whole word of my familial title. I laid back gently onto the smooth slab of cool stone, my knees still crooked over the edge of the cliff. I knew we should move, but couldn't seem to want to spoil the moment as her hands worked the button and then zipper on my jeans. "Mmm," she moaned as she felt the bared flesh of my manhood. Stroking up and back until it was rigid with need, ready for whatever she wanted to do. It didn't take long before I found out. I was in a pretty pickle, though I guess it’s one a lot of guys wouldn’t mind being in. Until a few weeks, before this began, I’d been a carefree, though overworked manager at a Dot-com start up. I had a salary I didn’t have time to spend and girlfriend wannabes falling all over me. My downfall, if that’s what it was, began after I bought a large suburban house only to realize I didn’t have time to take care of it. The solution was obvious: hire a housekeeper, I had the money. I was so taken by. .If tomorrow all the things were goneI’d worked for all my lifeAnd I had to start again with justmy children and my wifeI’d thank my heavenly fatherto be livin’ here today‘Cause the flag still stands for freedomAnd they can’t take that away{br}And I’m proud to be an AmericanWhere at least I know I’m freeand I won’t forget the men, who died,Who gave that right to me?And I’d gladly stand up next to youAnd defend her still today‘Cause there ain’t no doubtI love this landGod bless the USA{br}All.