I miss you.Arthur: Miss you. Call me when you’re in between blowjobs.Must review those procedures designed to prevent parents from having any access... to her cellular telephone. You would think standard techniques would suffice, but you would be in error, as they are frightfully clever, quite determined, and believe curiosity to be a paramount virtue, particularly as it concerns their children’s goings-on. A fingerprint authentication would do the trick with most mortals, but consider that should. "She nodded."You want me to bed them?" I think so," she said. "If they'll have you. You are surely the largest man they've ever seen."The back door burst open, smashing back on its flimsy hinges, and the British lieutenant who had brought the woolen cloth stood in the doorway, weaving from side to side, obviously drunk to the point of falling down. He must have emptied a flask in a great hurry. Behind him I could see the eyes and outline of the other two young men."Here, y'harridan," said the. Often she would go out into her backyard, and sunbath. I'm pretty sure she knew I watched for her appearance.She would wear a silky robe, and her large breasts would sway back and forth enjoying their freedom. Her nipples would be making little protrustions against the thin silk.Today she had just come out of the house enjoying the same sunshine I was.I moved my chair closer to the window, not caring if she saw me watching her. As a matter of fact, I was hoping she saw me. Then she waved toward. " I'll always take time off for you, Jim honey. How about your lunch break?"It was a tempting thought. The office was becoming rather a trial; it was the only place I had to spend a substantial time without getting inside some beautiful and compliant women and the regular wanks in the gents were less and less satisfactory as a substitute. Fran and Connie were there, of course, but their recovery time, although falling all the while, still ruled out the lunchtime quickie I had such need of.But.