.. (I push into you all the way, you begin to moan and I reach around with my other hand and stick my fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet) ... I d...on't think I want to marry her anymore... (I keep thrusting into you, while you're licking all over my fingers, loving the way you're getting pinned to your own car by my hard, throbbing dick) (You pump in and out of me harder, letting your fingers slip out of my mouth and down to my tits, massaging and grabbing at them as much as you can. The. You kick forward, breaking the bark and ushering some light into the tree hole you were born in. You touch your feet to the ground and feel grass brush against your soles and in between your toes.Then, pulling with your legs while pushing against the inside of the tree, you slide into the outside world on your back. Looking up, you first see the green leaves and brown bark of your tree. Sliding further, you are meet the blinding sun. Remembering one of your facts, you cover your eyes and turn. The way the girls change up their rivalry is cute. They are no longer semi-hostile all the time. We get our seat, and before the previews are over. Carol curls up to my side, putting her head on my shoulder. Moments later, Dahlia does the same thing. Their rivalry has switched to that of one-upmanship. I don’t mind this kind of rivalry. In fact, I can see the benefit. It is cute, but it also makes it difficult for me to get at the popcorn or drink my coke. If this is to be the new norm, I will. But the really cute thing was the streaks of silver that blend into his gorgeous red hair. It's bizarre, we haven't yet had a chance to communicate, yet he'd taken over my life in one brief moment. I stood in the office totally speechless, something unusual for me. Truth told I was like a giddy, giggly, teenage girl. That's hard to except when you're past fifty. He turned around and stuck out his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Dean Kramer, glad to meet you."Phyllis chimed in with, "Nice to see you.