“Then come back to me stupid” she pulled me back to her without wasting any time.My right hand started roaming beyond her head and hair. First I s...tarted massaging her neck and shoulders occasionally pressing her neck a bit hard enough to let a small moan come from her mouth, which is muffled by my lips pressed against it. My hand slid down and reach her melons… Wow, they were huge. I had seen pictures of it in all states of nudity. Yet feeling it the first time in my hands was a feeling beyond. “Oh, God.” I sighed to myself.I just stood there for a minute taking deep breaths and trying desperately to calm down. In a couple of minutes there was a soft knock on the door. I hesitated for a moment, then spoke.“Who is it?” I asked somewhat surprised.“It’s me, Laura.” Was the response.Again, I was hesitant. I turned around and spoke through the door.“What do you want?” I asked.“I just want to talk to you.” Came the answer through the door. Once again, I hesitated. I thought to myself,. "I hope you got THAT out of your system!" Turning to me, he asked, "Wanna beer?" No, I'm good," I replied. I noticed that he didn't ask June. Every time I thought I understood where they were as a couple, something happened to make me change my estimate -- downward. Obviously, they weren't married. I began to wonder if they were even a committed couple."Let's see if we can finally get this show on the road, then," Frank grunted, and led the way to a bedroom that he'd obviously taken a quick run. When she was sure that he was out of earshot, she let out a frustrated huff. Regardless of whether she was right about Jeff, or had made some terrible mistake, Jeff’s proclivity for kind words was perhaps the worst part of this whole situation. With a determined shake of her head, Clara cast any further thoughts of Jeff from her mind and resumed her research. ————– Jeff stretched his arms as he awoke and lazily blinked a few times to clear the sleep from his eyes. He looked the large mattress.