At the heart of the city stood the white stone castle which towered over most of the other buildings. I saw several ships anchored in the bay beyond w...ith a multitude of different flags.The city seemed to get larger as I walked the next half hour. Farmers where busy tending their small plots of land for the planting season. The small farm houses seemed to be built of timber that had been cut down to clear an area for farming and stones dug up from the fields. Though their was still enough trees. It is not an unbridled fantasy like most erotic fiction where anything and everything can happen but probably did not. An important part of the eroticism in this story is the subtlety of human behaviour of real people that led to the events that unfolded. This was not something that Jane had ever planned or expected to do and she was as surprised and caught out by her behaviour as her husband. This story is about the feelings and emotions of real people and how one thing led to another and. We called the supervisor and wanted an explanation, Thursday evening he called as he was on his way to look at the damages.Since my wife was more upset about the situation I offered to take our daughter to dinner and drop her off for a planned spend the night, and she could deal with the landscapers. About an hour and a half after leaving, I returned and the landscape truck was still in our driveway. I didn’t think much of it as I opened the garage and walked into the house, the TV was on but. They were like a tonic, a fierce piercing injection of adrenaline that both invigorated and exacerbated the sexual tension overwhelming his body.He lifted her like she was a baby, and carried her into her bedroom. The time had arrived. Their moment had come. He and she, Cal and Maureen, were about to share, about to complete the greatest experience two people in love could ever accomplish.He lifted her tenderly, like an innocent helpless lamb, and carried her to her old bed, the bed that,.