Often it was both. It still surprises me how few people are upset with what we're doing. Naturally most of the emails seem to be from the guys. They'r...e much less apt to be upset by what we do out there every morning.It isn't always easy to tell the gender of the person sending the emails. Many of the emails are unsigned and as I've mentioned, the email addresses seldom identify the senders. But as far as I can tell no boys complained. That didn't come as a surprise, of course. I'd be very. I almost panicked. I didn't know where you were. Were you hurt, dead, or at a meeting? I didn't know what it was. I wondered if it was a dinner you had told me about, but that I had forgotten. I knew if it was work related or some hobby of yours, you would have told me. If that was so I had forgotten and I didn't like that. It meant that I was thinking too much about being with Jimmy."I thought about calling your cell phone, but if you were in a meeting you would have it off, and if you did. Things had not gone my way today, not one bit. But I had just given, and had been given great pleasure.He put his hands on my shoulders and lifted me from the seat to stand in front of him. Then he pulled me to him and kissed me, I tried not to kiss back but it was hopeless, I had to, his tongue travelled around inside mine, and I joined battle as we kissed more and more, soon I was tight up to him all the way, close quarter kissing and loving.He pushed my hand down him, where I did what he. "God, don't stop," Val kept on saying. She was wet. So wet she had soaked her underpants. I did not ask, she simply pulled off her pants and said, "You can touch all of me now. Tell me how much you love touching my snatch." I told her I loved it. I could see, through the candle light she had a huge bush. Her pubic hair felt like fine eider down. As Val moved her knees up and slid her feet almost to her ass, I had an easy time separating her vulva and found her her vaginal opening .