‘Sorry, I just couldn’t hold back anymore, after this morning and then when I had to restrain myself in front of your friend.’ ‘Trust me,’ I... blurted to stop him. ‘He is not my friend.’ A sigh of relief flew from Nathans lips, still damp with saliva. ‘Good, he seems like a nice guy and all, but he’s a little…’ He paused to find the word I already had. ‘Creepy’, I stated with a bit of sarcasm ‘That’s it, I really didn’t like the way he was looking at you.’ ‘Neither did I, I can’t get by him. It was a remarkably warm that year. I could run in shorts and light sweat shirt easily that year. I was there for 10 days and after day 2 I was already bored. To keep my sanity and not think about all the sex I was going to miss over the next 10 days, I decided to immerse myself into working out more. Sweating helps me get my mind away from my pussy Second day of my run I decided to explore this hilly track that clearly had a jogging trail. Dressed in my running shorts (they are a bit small. He said I understand you and I am not forcing you.I stopped responding his calls and messages. He once came to my office and asked me to met him. He said it’s ok if you don’t want to accept proposal but at least talk to me once in awhile we are still friends. And we continued being friends.Months passed and I was busy in my project. Things were on track. I finished my project and it was live and I got more time to relax. Software engineers knew that once a project goes live how much relaxation. She went to the door, and looked out of the window. The new moon was lighting up the sky. She turned, and went silently down the stairs, and into the kitchen. She didn't do it often, but she took a bottle of beer from the door in the icebox, and capped it. She took a long drink, feeling the cool liquid running down her throat. She hadn't realized that she was that thirsty.She wandered into the garage, and looked out the side window, at the RV parked there. She looked at it, until she realized.