"Lindsey." I said loud enough to wake her. "Oh! Sorry Mr Anderson." She leaned over to the other side and went back to sleep, its not that I minded he...r head on my shoulder, it was just a little inappropriate. Ten minutes later she slumped back over on my shoulder, this time I tried to lift her back up, but she slipped her he'd fell in my lap! I said her name again. "Please Mr Anderson, I'm exhausted! Now I'm comfortable!" I felt bad, she was exhausted, and felt like she had little to no. Otherwise it may create interference and the bitch may hear herself talking. Call her and let her know about the invitation and you’ll attend the ceremony. You’ll leave Saturday afternoon and be back on Sunday evening.”Tony dialed his cell phone and on the screen, he could see Anne picking hers up.“Hi honey, do you still remember the invitation we received from Henry?”“His son is getting baptized this coming Sunday,” Anne replied.“Yes, I intend to go to the ceremony.”“I got the impression that. Since you’re not ... acting like...”His finger pushed into her panties and edged its way just a little into her vagina.“Ahhh---ahhh gentleman ... I um, suppose that ... well, would be ... um, what I was referring to.”Mark let his hand sit there, relishing the moment: so soft, so warm, and oh so good.“Can I?” Rana whispered softly.“What?” he replied.“Touch you?”“Of course you can,” he said, somewhat surprised that she’d bothered to ask.She moved quickly and kissed him. That was a surprise. Her. Before she had the chance to come up with another zinger, I changed the topic. Actually, I just redirected it. “If you wind up staying for a bit or drinking, you should stay over. I’m sure we could find a bed for you.”“That might be nice, lets see what happens.”After dinner, I felt exhausted so I retreated to our bedroom. Kristen showed up a bit later and we caught up, quietly lying in bed. I must have dozed off because when I woke up, it was dark and I could feel Kristen next to me. I quietly.