Next to Jade, her husband Zane was seemingly lost beneath Loretta’s long, strawberry blonde locks. Her head rocked back and forth, her beautiful heavy breasts swayed and all I could see of her eyes were the whites. XXX “Thank you,” she whispered softly. He held up what looked like a burnt DVD in a generic looking case,
“Have you got one of these,” he said simply. We sat back and shared some drinks and food. Those bees down on the farm are not going to collect their own honey.”
I blinked at the absurdity of her last sentence then said,
“Well, what about some breakfast?”
“Oh, I’ve eaten already, thanks anyway.”
“When did you get up, it’s like, just after dawn.”
“Oh Pete, I’m really sorry.”
“It’s ok, let me get a cup of coffee and I’ll drive you to the airport.
