Now I can see the shadows of fine veins under the skin of your belly. Your pubic hair is still damp. Your navel is level with my mouth. I dart my tong...ue into it playfully. You move forward and put your hands on my shoulders, sliding your body down mine. Your hand checks to see if I’m aroused and then, in one fluid movement, you come to rest in my lap and I am fully sheathed. There’s a contemplative pause. I flex inside you a little to let you know I am there. You give me a friendly squeeze in. One of the other teachers, Dena, was also new that fall and was teaching 2nd grade. Dena was on the “art committee” with Brenda and usually ate lunch with her. They became good friends. In late September the school sponsored a teacher dinner. We attended and sat with Dena and her husband Jim. They were a great couple and we hit it off. It was like we had known them for years – like they were old college friends. During the course of socializing, Dena and I found ourselves abandon by. The thought of purchasing more never entered his mind. Frankly, he still didn't care much about his appearance or hygiene.Janice was almost to Steelville when she got a phone call from her mother. Without waiting for much more than a greeting Amy said, "Janice, I went to the post office to get the mail for the office today. Adam's credit card bill was in the mail. I opened it and guess what? He has made several purchases in Steelville. He buys gas and food items from Steelville Grocery and beer. I tried on the dress and it fitted perfectly. Okay, it was a little short because I’m so tall, but I thought it would provide a glimpse of my stocking tops for Jonah. Hopefully, that sight would guarantee me a fucking as hard as the last time.As I selected a pair of patent high heels in the next store, I suddenly remembered what Jonah had said last time about giving me anal. That was all I could think about as I absent-mindedly bought my shoes with a credit card that had recently been battered.