"Yes you do. Send me a box of Mel's cupcakes," I said."Can do," he said hanging up. Melody his girlfriend was the chef at the Swamp Dog compound till ...they went underground. I had no idea what she was doing at the moment. I knew that Church Camp needed a chef, but it was a long way from the Swamp to the mountains. Well I mentally filed it under 'not my problem'."So what are you doing for dinner," Steve asked."I was thinking Mac and cheese with bacon bits. Maybe some corn muffins," I said."We. " She snapped a few photos of the hallway, fiddled with the settings on her camera and snapped a few more."Really?" Yeah. I set up a recorder in that conference room," Becky indicated a room down the end of the hall, its door slightly open. She fiddled with the camera a bit more. "The EVP recorder picked up the sound of rattling furniture, which may be an indication of poltergeist activity. And when I recovered it this morning, I found damp patches on the table. Probably ectoplasm." Of course.". I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. "All those times that I tried asking you out, I always figured you never wanted to have anything to do with me." "I know," she nearly whispered with her lips close to my face. "I guess I was just bidding my time, wanting to know how serious things would be for me." "What makes you say so?" "Because for a long time now, I just can't seem to take my mind off you." Our lips locked again, and this time it stayed locked unto each other for a. I kissed the tip of your hard cock softly and felt you harden even more. I planted soft kisses up and down your shaft and over your balls before working my way back up to the tip of your hard cock where I took the tip of my tongue and licked you, tasting the strawberry lube. I put my mouth around you firmly and slowly took you in inch by inch with your cock going deeper and deeper until it filled my mouth, Then I took it even deeper, down into my throat. You loved my deep throating you. I.