Honey, Go Harder

Still holding her tightly against me, we finally broke our kiss and stared at each other for several minutes as we both drank oxygen. “Oh my god,” she whispered. It was complemented by a sleeveless knit top that left her shoulders and arms bare. “I like what you’ve done with the place. She wants it! “What would you like? “Yeah,” I responded, feeling a bit bad about causing such an upheaval to the crew without telling them. Only someone from one of the far buildings who had a pair of binoculars and knew where to point them could see it, and as far as I was concerned, if anyone went through that much effort, they deserved a look. It was hard to think… she was too distracting. It was a good call.”
That was the Gerald I knew. “I’ll have you know, I’m a gentleman who would never take advantage of a lady like that. “Yes sir.”
Wait a second… did she say VanCamp?