"Katia, close with the bow, but watch those guns," I shouted down to her as I reloaded my weapon and unleashed the rest of the clip into a mass of men...as they rushed to their guns. They went down like lynch pins as the heavy rounds ripped through the armor that they were wearing.I was reloading when Mike fired his last grenade and one of the six pounders flipped over and landed among a group of gunners loading one of the cannons. The men were crushed under the thirteen hundred pounds of iron. .. well; I was just ready to eat dinner. I'm..." Hesitating, she continued, "Sir, I'm not open tonight but if you want to share my meager food you may."That night started a slow, fumbling relationship between the two. He sat silently, at a loss for words. After a few quiet questions from her he talked of his life, his love for the lost Martha, the pride he had in his son and the large lonely house he lived in. Dinner was plain food but prepared well and coffee afterwards was better than his. I text back saying that I’m just sitting back slowly unbuttoning and unzipping my pants and reaching to release my cock from its trapped location in my boxers. I look up quickly and notice that she now has one hand inside her blouse slowly fondling her breast. She leans forward a bit more so she’s not noticed. I start telling her that I wish she could feel how my cock is wanting her, crying out for her. She looks down at her phone. I notice how she licks her lips at the thought. She pinches her. DO . . .’IT’. And I want my first time to be with someone I can trust. Someone who I know cares about me. Someone that I love.” She finished very quietly, almost a whisper.“You” Robby searched for his voice “love me?”Deanna looked up into his eyes and nodded. “Not like a want to marry you or anything, Robby, but like I feel safe around you, we’ve shared a lot in our lives. I care what happens to you and I’d do anything to stop you from getting hurt, that kind of love. Like I love.
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