”“The only thing that rings a bell is, maybe, Barça using it ... umm ... two years ago for a game or two.”I stood there thinking about it and w...as about to say something when Heather reacted.“Ohhh. That might be perfect. Think about it, Beth. Wicked good back line, two really good defensive midfielders, playmaker and talented wing midfielders, Rhee and me.”“That’s what I see, too. Hmm. That could be ... uhh ... really good. Yeah, the Brits enable spreading the field, Rachel can still do runs, as. A whimper escaped my lips as I pleaded for more. She smiled then answered my plea's with her moist lips upon my neck. I gasped, arching my back, exposing my neck even more to her. "D-Don't...stop." My voice grew hoarse from the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through my veins like molten lava. Anna laughed softly as she watched my body writhe beneath her."What do you want, Beth?" Her voice resonated perfectly against the tender flesh of my neck. I tried to answer her but my mind was lost for. She wasn’t supermodel beautiful but he preferred her attitude to the superficial “beautiful people”. In any case she was stunning to him anyway coming in at 5’4’’ just over 170 pounds she was a bit chubby but mostly fit. Lost in the admiration he had for her glorious body he had failed to realize that they had yet to say a word to each other and the day was speeding on by. He may be content being anywhere as long as he’s with her but spending the day in the baggage claim area was not exactly. Amanda smiled and extended her hand for Elizabeth Askew to shake. ‘I’m so very happy to meet you Mrs. Askew. I assure you, Wallace is my maiden name.’ Taking Amanda’s hand and holding it in her own, Elizabeth Askew said, ‘Well if that isn’t the nicest coincidence. I’m very pleased to meet you Amanda, please call me Beth.’ Sean nodded towards the man that his grandmother had been talking to when he and Amanda had arrived, ‘We should probably join Pastor Steves and wait for the others.’ Taking.