"A bit warmer," she heard Sheila say.Jan turned to the right toward the window where she kept her flowers."No, a bit cooler now," warned Michael.She t...urned back toward the other window and her desk."Yes, definitely warmer... warmer... warmer... hot now!" giggled Sheila.Jan reached out feeling for the desk and felt its sturdy wooden top."Red hot!" laughed Michael.Jan reached further and felt the outline of... something where her old computer had sat on the desk. It was cool to the touch and felt. “I want to hold you, too. Let’s lie down on your bed ... and let me hold you and touch you, Derek. I already know I want to make love ... hell I even want to fuck your sexy ass off. Just let me calm down some, I’m so nervous,” she said and I hugged her tighter.She looked up and we kissed. We’re about the same height and it felt so good to kiss her as she pushed against me from head to toe.I pulled her over to my bed and then we sat side by side, still holding onto each other. Barbara turned and. He was absolute ruler of this army. Days passed as the Prince and the army made their way north to the stronghold they were meant to destroy. Wherever they went, people chanted his name, they set up suitable housing for the Prince of Murtar, they showed him thanks. On the surface, he was the next King of Murtar, their leader. He looked the part in his suit of gold. The impoverished people stared at him in wonder. The High Council had been successful in keeping word of the Prince’s misdeeds. As she walked into the room my eyes followed down her shapely body to her bare legs and bare feet. (You know how I love her feet!) “You’re killing me” I mumbled. “Not yet” she countered back. She walked over to the table, and leaning over, rubbed my crotch with her one hand, while she stole my coffee with the other. “Damn” I complained as I pushed myself off from the chair to get another cup. She took the seat across from where I was sitting and I returned to my seat with a fresh cup of.