You win. The lifting of one shoulder and tilting the head towards that shoulder, all the while keeping the You ARE batshit crazy look off my face."And... the key to the doors on that end are lost," she continued."And how do we get the doors open?" I asked.By now we were in the boats. Sleek hulls stretching away in the dim light on this end of the warehouse. Curving sides catching the light and sparkling as the curve presented an horizon of white and dark blue each step fraught with danger from. Cameron looked at her like a starving man seeing a ripe peach. She straightened up again and locked eyes with me. I had been so absorbed by the byplay that I had remained as she left me, legs spread and hands braced against the couch pushing my breasts up firm and high. “Oh yes, you are a natural.” Beth walked back over to me and pulled me off the couch. She took my place and gently pushed me down to kneel between her legs. “Show me what you can do.” I reached for her, a little hesitant. Not. A few days later, an assignment came up at work. Both of us had to step into someone else’s shoes to make sure we both were selected to complete the work. We had to travel. The fear had not left us, but we wanted to spend time together. There was no question on that. We both traveled to another city for the assignment, and obviously, we took one apartment together. It was an amazing feeling to be left alone, no chance we could get caught. She was still in a dilemma. Once we sleep together,. It was Sarah calling. Claire was taking a shower alone, and I took the call.“Hey, Loverboy – you OK?” she asked.“I finally understand what you meant back when you first said, ‘I wouldn’t be able to walk,’ if we’d made love. Everything below the waist hurts like hell; my feet, ankles, thighs, legs and even my ... manhood is sore,” I said.“I can help you with that, if you’d like,” she said eagerly.“Why was I so sure that you’d say that? Just the thought of using it for anything except peeing,.