. maybe... She rolled to her back and stretched. It would be nice to have Michael now. He's good in the morning. Hell, he's good any time!She smiled a...nd pulled his pillow to her and hugged it. She could detect the slight smell of him. She shivered, wishing the pillow was her husband, imagining she was holding him close while he was atop her.No! Forget it! she scolded herself. No reason to get yourself hot and bothered. Michael's not here!Groaning with disappointment, she tossed the imaginary. ” And received a smack to the back of the head by Tim and Morgan, who had to stretch, seeing as Jim is 6’3”. “Shut the Hell up, Jim. Ryan, you can stay here as long as you want. I don’t trust that Father of yours. You can have the room next to Morgan’s. Jim will sleep in the basement. I WAS going to use that room for an exercise room, but the weather is nice enough here, I can run outside, and I think the Gym is about 15 minutes away. Fantastic.” After Tim said that, I was ecstatic. I perked. I liked it when he fucked me senseless first with that dildo then himself. I liked it when he teased my ass. I liked that he just took charge and did what he wanted with me. But I also like that he is a good-hearted man and that I feel safe around him. I like that he takes care of me in little ways—buying me dinner or fixing my toilet. If someone mugged us, I know Ben would stand between me and the guy with the gun. I like that. That’s who I am. I now know who ‘I’ am. It feels so good. I feel. "You don't need this," he said, unhooking her bra."But there's not another one in the box," she protested."You have a perfect perky chest anyway," he responded, "you don't need one." He kissed each one, as if to illustrate his point, and then helped her into the romper, which buttoned up in the back. When she realized this she flushed, again, slowly. It was also too small - he knew her size and she knew he must have planned it. The material pulled at her crotch and whenever she moved the.