"Maybe this will help with your imagination..." I said, helping her to lie back on the bed.Trying to keep my touches to a minimum and as gentle as pos...sible, I knelt above her recumbent body and lightly kissed the side of Amanda's neck, drawing a gasp at the unexpectedness of it. Using only lips, teeth and tongue, I nipped at her ear, then worked my way down the soft curve of her neck, interspersing light kisses and tongue caresses with occasional light nibbles. Working slowly, and listening for. He looked anything but amazing. Darlene, looking even uglier in half-removed makeup, was ranting furiously."Why in the fuck do we pay Johnny if he can't control who comes in the door?" she screamed. "Our Mr. Kelly should never have been allowed in... much less allowed in with a fucking gun in his hand. We are lucky to be alive. Jesus H. Christ... just think of it... what if he had shot a customer? Or me? Or you? We would've had fucking police all over... oh my god, the questions. They would. When I had landed the plane and finished the tie downs, I drove over to that area and found the parcel of land. There was an old and rundown house in the back of the property that looked like it was being lived in. I drove up the dirt road from the paved street about eight or nine hundred feet. The farmer who lived there came out of his house just to see what I wanted, coming on his property like that. I got right to the point with him."Hi, I'm Jimmy Gordon. My mom and dad were looking to maybe. I groaned in protest. "Go away," I whispered, too softly for whoever it was to hear. Mom smiled, touched her hand to my face tenderly. "We can't stay in here all day." "Yeah," I said, pulling one of her curvy legs over my waist and running my hand up along the smooth skin of her inner thigh towards her ass. "But maybe just a little longer." "Hello?" Sean called from outside the room. I sighed. Mom took my hand and placed it on my chest. She slid over me, out of the bed, and drew herself up to.