Candace, sighing now audibly, wriggled in her seat and made as if to turn away from him. As luck would have it however, she settled back in her original position, snuggling up against her would-be lover with but a soft murmur. XXX “Thanks,” she replied, inching her way forward delicately and providing Greg thereby, a momentarily arousing view of her compact rear-end in passing. Conversely, the return trip can be undertaken in as little as two hours fifty, courtesy of the same wind-swept conditions. Pumping his middle finger well into the promised land, the girl was beginning to moan way too loud for comfort. How feminine those small locks of hair that now lay across her forehead, almost in defiance of the symmetry of her other features, he thought to himself. He was still considering those very possibilities a short time later when the girl packed away her books and Ipod. Ensuring that she was covered
