I was at the carousel by then and eagerly waiting for the bag and her answer."Oh,... well, let's see. Yes, I can do that. Yes. Can you meet me at the ...and Dune Restaurant, by the motel, George?"You have no idea how much pleasure I found in that answer. I felt it from my toes all along my legs to my cock, and up through my chest until I was a jiggling mass of eager nerve endings. I couldn't believe how it affected me.[And if you ever asked me, I wouldn't admit it either.]We met at the Restaurant. Extending the present runway will be done when this additional runway is operational. There haven’t been any major problems and Juan the union chief has been very cooperative. I think he worries that if he causes problems we will tell the General on him.”After Carley spent some time explaining the details of the construction Scott excused himself to make a phone call. When the call was answered he heard a pleasant voice say, “Scott, it’s so nice to hear from you. Where are you if I may ask?”“I. Just talkin’ and doin’ stuff together. We went to some races at the dirt track, went to the swimmin’ hole, and sat on our porch swing. We didn’t even kiss, though.”“And why is that?”“After what Rose did to him he didn’t want to do the same thing to you. You and I hadn’t called it quits, so he said it would be too much like cheating. As for me, I don’t want to be his rebound. I don’t think that’s what it is, but I need to be sure.”“Do you know what you want to do?” I asked.“Hell no! Life ain’t. In protest she wore herjeans with the knees worn through, a check shirt knotted around her waist andher hair held in a ponytail with elastic bands. "I'm not going to botherwith make-up either, then he can see just how badly I'm treated," she toldher reflection in the mirror. "Sod him. Perhaps we'll have some winetonight and I can sneak an extra glass or two."A knock at the bedroom door and the voiceof the maid announced, "Dinner in ten minutes miss." Maybe there'll be drinks beforehand, I'd.