”“I guess I need a role model of some kind.”Alice suggested, “Look at somebody like Bono of U2. He’s made more money than God, and turned in...to a venture capitalist and philanthropist. He also has testified before Congress and other agencies about third-world debt relief and the problems facing third world countries about things like AIDS, especially in Africa. While he’s out there with U2 and the music, he’s also doing a lot of good behind the scenes.”Dave thought about it and slowly said, “The. She was moaning, crying, "Faster! Deeper! Harder!" My hands got a good grip on her hips, my arms supporting her, pulling her forcefully onto me. Her heels were behind my butt, she thrust hard against me. Her strong thighs were nearly crushing me. She wailed in desire, "Fill me! Deeper!" Her cries eventually became quieter, she was nearly exhausted.I carried her to the steps, quivering around my erection. I turned her, pushed her up a few steps, partway out of the water. In the darkness, amid. I even told her that so she knew I would never use what we had shared to gain any special treatment, and she was very appreciative.We went back to my hotel after dinner and wound up back in bed, enjoying another round of orgasms, although this time she asked that I not use my whole hand… she was still a bit sore from earlier. As we lie in bed afterwards we began really getting to know each other. She talked about getting into coaching, and she even confirmed that the rumors about her affair. YUP, they were dry, but a little stiff. As per the antique laundry techniques, now long since forgotten, when something thats supposed to be soft got stiff, you pound it on a clean, dry rock, with a clean, dry stone or board, so I found a clean board hanging from a tree, that my grandmother must have hung there for this purpose, and I pounded his jeans nice and soft on the clean side of the big rock. Ronnie came around from the other side, and I said, stand there, pretty boy, and let me dress.