The Recruiter IV Tiff takes it all
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My relationship with Bella was for all intensive purposes was slowly fading away. She had settled in Atlanta with the boys and her husband. There were the nightly skype sessions and sexting, and I longed for her daily presence and companionship, but we both knew that the relationship was slowly moving towards a friendship basis. Unless, of course, things between her and her husband made a turn for the worse. Which was entirely possible.
Tiff and I were slowly blossoming into more of a business relationship rather than a physical one. We typically went to lunch several times a week to chat, get to know one another on a more personal level, and talk business. She was all that Bella had said. Smart, witty, on the ball with current events, and the girl next door. Nothing happened sexually with us after that first encounter.
Occasionally during our lunches, she would say that her husband was becoming more distant and he was not intimate anymore. But, she still tended to be all business. I could tell she wanted more from our relationship. But was, as she said, dedicated to her marriage.
I had to respect that and didn't push the envelope further as I was dealing with my wife's situation more. My wife was slowly failing and the doctor said she didn't have much time left. I made sure the arrangements were made and informed the family. And, true to the doctor's word, my wife passed three weeks after Bella left. I buried her next to my sons and began my period of mourning. I was once again devastated and began to retreat back into my shell. Working sixteen hours a day, growing the business bigger and increasing my wealth. But, there would always be something missing. Always.
***
Four months later, I was at a conference in Vegas when I received a text from Tiff, which rarely happened.
"Hey Jay, it is Gus. You have time for lunch tomorrow?"
Knowing full well she wouldn't come, I replied, "Hi Gus, I have time for dinner tomorrow, but you will have to come to Vegas, as I am attending a conference."
"Where is the conference?" - Gus
"Pharoh's Palace" - Jay
I didn't get a response from Tiff after that and I let it pass as the conference was taking up most of my time that day.
At 7.30 a.m. the next morning, I checked my phone before heading off to breakfast. There was a message from Tiff with a picture of her standing in front of a fountain wearing that famous shop shirt with 'Gus' on the left side.
"In the lobby, will be waiting for you" - Gus.
I gathered my things and headed down to the lobby with a noticeable skip to my step but wondering why in the world would Tiff be here. I soon spotted her standing by the edge of the fountain. Quietly, I came up behind her, put my arm around her waist and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Glad you could make it, I was just kidding about dinner tonight," I said.
Tiff turned sideways and embraced me with a hug and a deep kiss. "Oh Jay, Oh Jay..."
Tiff's eyes were red and puffy, she was shaking slightly. I could tell she had been crying.
"Tiff, what's wrong?"
Taking a deep breath, and fighting back the tears, Tiff let it all out, "Oh Jay, I found out Jimmy was cheating on me. We had a big fight and he started to get nasty. I left the house with a few things and stayed in a hotel for a couple of days. I didn't go to work for three days. They fired me yesterday..."
Tiff started crying and broke down again.
I didn't say a word. Just took her into my arms and hugged her until she stopped crying. After the tears subsided, we made our way up to my room.
"Here is my room key, it has access to the suite and also is a credit card for the hotel. You can use it for whatever you want. Anything at all."
"Thank you, Jay, I don't need much right now. Just some sleep and some clothes. The airport lost my bag."
"Just get some sleep. I hate to leave you now, but I have to speak at the conference very shortly, so I need to get down there. I am going to contact my assistant here and she will be up in a few hours to get you situated. She will show you around the casino and get you some clothes for the rest of our time here in Vegas. I have a standing reservation for a cabana by the pool. Get yourself some sun, drinks, and a massage this afternoon. I should be done with the conference around 5.30. We will be going to go to dinner tonight with some of my business partners."
With that, I gave Tiff a kiss and headed to the conference. My speech went well, and I began to lose track of time until my phone vibrated in my pocket about 11.30. I read the email as the current speaker droned on.
"Jay, I cannot thank you enough for today and the business relationship/friendship that has grown between us these past months. I knew you were the one for me the moment I made eye contact with you in the locker room at your office. I gave myself to you in the dressing room of the clothing store, something I never would do with any other man. And, after every lunch date we had, I fell for you harder and harder. I kept my distance between us because of my marriage and what was going on with your wife. But, I know now that I should have let the relationship move forward even more after that day in the dressing room. I don't want you to think that me coming to you here in Vegas is a ruse, to get you to feel sorry for me. If you think that, I will leave on the next flight. If not..."
I closed the email and smiled. Then my phone vibrated again. This time a string of texts with pictures. "Choose what you want to see your girl wearing. That is... if I am staying. You won't be disappointed," Gus.
I opened each text: The first text with four pictures. Tiff posing with four different string bikinis looking very hot. Her pale white skin accentuated the see-through materials. Her nipples were erect in each top and the thin red strip above her pussy was poking out of the one-inch bottoms. I responded, "Get all of them, but you won't need the tops at the cabana."
The second text: Four pictures of Tiff in sexy but elegant black strapless dresses. She looked good enough to jump through the screen and take her this second.
I responded, "You are looking good enough to eat."
The third text: Six pictures of Tiff in various everyday clothes. She looked amazing in all of them.
Again, I responded, "Get them all. Damn, Tiff, you look amazing in anything, and nothing at all."
The fourth text almost made me fall out of my chair and I dropped the phone. One picture of Tiff naked, handcuffed with her hands behind her back, on her knees with her head tilted back looking directly into the camera. The message: "I will be waiting for you... I'm hungry?"
I smiled and looked at my watch, fifteen more minutes until lunch. After the speaker had finished, I made my way up to my room. And there, kneeling in the hallway was Tiff. Beside her was a tray of food and drinks.
"Hmm, you make this very difficult, Tiff. I need some food, but you are very tempting to eat as well. But, most of all, you teased me this afternoon."
"I will please you whenever and wherever you want, Jay. I am yours. Always yours."
I pulled the keys for the handcuffs out of the drawer. "Have you eaten today?"
"No, but I can wait."
"Stand up and come over here."
Tiff stood up with some difficulty and walked towards me. "Yes, Sir, what do you want?"
"Good, you know when to call me Jay and when to call me Sir. You learn very fast. I am going to release you. We are going to eat and you are going to tell me about your morning. And, then you can be desert."
We began eating, or more specifically, Tiff sat on my lap and we fed each other and she told me about her day.
"I didn't get much sleep. Your assistant came up about an hour after you left and woke me up. We grabbed some coffee and headed into the shops. You didn't tell me Monique was going to be as sexy and nice as she was, maybe a bit too nice. But, she seemed to know what you liked and what you wanted to see on me. I knew the basic ideas, but she pointed me in the right direction."
"So, I am to assume she took all the pictures and she came up with the idea of the handcuffs?"
"Yes, she took all the pictures. And by the way, the clothes were already bought by the time you got the pictures. But I had the idea of teasing you a bit. The cuffs were my idea since you left them by the TV along with several other, umm, rubber items this morning. The rubber items were gone after the maid cleaned the room, but she had the cuffs placed on your pillow by the time we got back here. Seems like you have a few little kinks. I told Monique to cuff me after I decided to strip naked and send you that last picture after I told her what to type in. She stayed for a bit to keep me company and let me know my schedule for the next few days. Seems like I am going to be a busy girl, per your instructions."
"Do you remember what I said in the dressing room that day?" As I kissed her and began caressing her breasts.
"If I tease you I must please you." And with that, Tiff slid off my lap, and knelt in front of me. I slid off my pants and boxers and stepped out of them and walked out onto the top floor balcony to enjoy the view of the city.
"Come over here, Tiff, on your knees. I want to enjoy two beautiful sights for lunch. The view of this city and mountains and my girl taking every last inch of me into her mouth. I remember the last time you gave me pleasure and I have waited long enough for this moment."
Tiff slowly made her way to the outdoor balcony and knelt before me. The slight wind blew her hair around as she licked her lips and stared at me with longing in her eyes. I nodded and she began to work her wonderful magic on my cock. She took all ten inches of me into her mouth and slowly sucked on my cock, gradually increasing her pace until I unloaded a load of cum down her throat. It was a beautiful sight seeing her take all of me and enjoying the view of the mountains.
***
It was 4.30 and the conference was wearing on me. I would have to remember not to schedule so many boring speakers next year and to get some excitement going. It seemed as if all the conference goers were experiencing that look of, "is this ever going to be over?" I looked down at my phone and saw that there were several texts to be viewed.
I clicked the icon and there were several pictures and a video. Apparently, Tiff was having a good time at the pool. One picture of her getting a well-needed massage and one picture of her lounging in the pool on a raft next to Monique. Both were topless with a drink in their hands. Another picture with her and Monique arm in arm, posing totally naked. The caption read, "Missing you."
Then the video popped up, luckily I had my volume down. The private pool area was packed and the music was thumping. Tiff and Monique were dancing, swimming, and half-naked people were partying hard. I had to admit, the party looked much better than this conference. I turned up the volume a bit to hear what was going on as I saw Tiff's face enter the screen. I heard her say in a sultry voice, "Jay, I need that hard, thick, cock of yours."
The screen faded back a bit showing Tiff on a lounge chair. The phone screen ran down her body and down to her legs as she spread her legs. Two thin, long, tan fingers parted her pussy lips and another began to rub her clit. I knew those fingers. They were Monique's. My mulatto assistant was beginning to pleasure Tiff. The video shut off.
My time at the conference was now over after seeing the video. I quickly left and went to my room. Changed into my swim trunks and headed down to the pool. I wanted to have some fun as well, but I knew that if Tiff continued on her path, she wouldn't be able to go to dinner tonight. She looked a bit tipsy in the pictures and knowing how Monique loved to party, I had to curb the fun a bit. Plus, I had big plans for Tiff tonight. It was her audition. And if she did well, I would have a business partner, lover, and soon-to-be mistress.
As I entered the pool area, I grabbed a beer and took in the swath of dancing bodies and began to look for Tiff. Over in the back corner of a cabana, I noticed a screen pulled in a semi-circle, enclosing the corner. Walking up to the screen, I could hear moans above the music. I smiled, and quietly slipped inside, not hiding my appearance. After a few moments, Monique glanced up, her face covered in juices. She winked and continued her tongue and lip work on Tiff's pussy. I stood and drank my beer and enjoyed hearing Tiff moan. Her hips were bucking every few moments while her fingers pinched her already red erect nipples. She was having multiple orgasms upon multiple orgasms. Her eyes were closed as I approached her.
Leaning down, I whispered in her ear, "Turn over on all fours, this fat, thick cock is going to fill you to the hilt."
Her eyes opened and she smiled. I kissed her deeply. Reaching down, she removed Monique's head and flipped over on all fours, her ass arched in the air, waiting for me. I kissed Monique, tasting Tiff's juices as I probed her mouth with my tongue. Monique, pulled my swim trunks off and slid down my body, immediately taking my cock in her mouth and sucking on my half erect cock, making it rock hard. Once hard, she stood up and kissed me again, then took a seat in the chair next to Tiff.
I gave Tiff a hard smack on the ass and lifted her off the chair, bringing her already wet pussy higher in line with my cock. Her head fell forward onto the chair as I placed the head of my cock next to her already puffy red pussy lips. I entered her with the head of my cock and stopped. I could feel her trying to push back onto me. I held her in place for a few moments and then rammed my cock into her until my hips hit her tight ass.
Tiff squeezed the cushions of the pool chair and let out a low moan. Waiting a few moments, I pulled almost out of her again, leaving my cock head at her entrance. Again, I rammed my cock into her tight wet pussy. I could feel her pussy muscles wrapping around my cock when I hit her ass again.
Then I let loose. All of the sexual frustration of the past several months came out. For about fifteen minutes, I pounded her, my balls constantly smacking against her ass.
Her moans turned to words. "Oh Jay, fuck... me... fuck... me... Oh god, fuck me," as I felt her body convulse and come to orgasm time after time.
I could tell Tiff was beginning to tire a bit. I stopped my pounding of her and set her back down on the chair. My cock was still hard. Tiff looked over her shoulder and licked her lips. Her hair was matted down and sweat was glistening on her back. Slowly, she turned over and stood up, getting off the lounge chair. Tiff had a glow about her now.
Wrapping her arms around my neck she pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around my waist. We kissed and embraced. Tiff slowly slid down a bit and my cock entered her once again. She was still very wet and I could feel her pussy muscles tightening around my cock.
Softly, she whispered, "Let me please you. I want your cum deep inside of me, deep inside me."
With Tiff on my cock, I walked to a bar stool and sat down. Slowly, she began to move her hips back and forth, my hands holding her ass and helping her move. There was no sudden increase in her movements. She kept slowly moving back and forth, each time she moved her mouth opened and short gasps came out.
"My... god.. Jay... you... are... perfect.. you... hit... my... spot... every... time."
I could feel Tiff's pussy muscles tightening time after time I hit her spot. Her head fell forward onto my shoulder, then I felt her body tremble, her nails dug into my back and she bit down on my shoulder. She stopped moving and I could feel her juices flow over my cock. But, I couldn't let her stop, I could feel my balls tighten up and the cum beginning to build. Grabbing her ass a bit harder, I kept up her motions. Her nails dug deeper into my back and she let go again as I came deep inside of her, her pussy muscles still massaging my cock as it went limp inside of her.
Tiff, rested her head on my shoulder for a while and hugged me all the while I ran my fingers through her hair and down her back. The moment lasted a while and she leaned back, smiled and kissed me deeply. Her lips moved down my neck and to my shoulder, kissing the area she had bit, making it feel a little better.
"I didn't know I had a scratcher and biter on my hands," I whispered in her ear.
Pulling her head up to face me, "I... I... I have never cum like that before. Before the dressing room with you, I had never had an orgasm. Before today, I had never experienced a woman. I... I am sorry if I hurt you... but..."
"My dear Tiff, you have just begun to explore. Don't worry about the markings. I am used to it. Let yourself go, let me show you what is out there. Try anything once, and if you don't like it, tell me. If you don't object, then I will know you are enjoying yourself."
"Now, go with Monique and get cleaned up. There is a dress on the bed for you to wear tonight. Your salon appointment is in thirty minutes. Monique knows the drill. I will see you at dinner."
"I won't disappoint you, Jay, never ever."
"I know you won't. Now go get ready. And make sure you do the assignment I gave you on the table," as I gave her a nice firm smack on her ass.
I watched with a smile on my face as Tiff and Monique left the cabana, holding hands, their see-through body wraps barely covering their naked bodies. My dear, sweet Tiff was coming of age.
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It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Hello everyone This is my first story here..And its based on true incident..So its all upto you, if you wanna believe or not and of course the story will be in Hindi… And it will be lengthy as its a true incident…So it took time to impress anyone..So please co-operate and be with me… I am pankaj,23 year old, from Pune, shifted to Mumbai for job purpose to baat 1 saal phele ki hai. Jab main mumbai me new aaya tha.. I was 22 year old Job lagne ke baad.. Main aur mere 3 friends. Flat dekh rahe...
Monday, just after school Jacob sat in the unfinished command seat with his usual annoying calm. "Check the screens." I did. There were a bunch of cars boxing the ship in from all sides. I thought I saw something in common about most of the drivers. "System! Give me distance enhancement, ten feet." "Acknowledged." The ever-obedient computer replied. I could see the insides of those cars so clearly I thought I could reach out and slug those idiot drivers. But I could also see what...
Personal log (voice), J. J. Stone, captain of the Flying Dutchman, 12:30am October 27th 2006. Scotty was finally content. He had discovered that sharing a bed with two passionate humans was not the best way to get an undisturbed night's sleep. His owner usually tossed and turned for about 20 minutes before he got comfortable. Scotty thought his owner acted much like a cat. Then he would curl up next to him and start purring contentedly. But not last night. Last night Scotty's owner...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 3 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 12 - Rentr?e des Classes pour Chris Pour des raisons diff?rentes, les deux cousins ?taient tout aussi inquiets. Chris faisait sa rentr?e dans la l'?cole de beaut? et Sam avait mis ses nouveaux v?tements et esp?rait plaire ? Jessica. M?me s'il avait dit le contraire ? son cou...
Charisma and Tiffany, Part 2 By Cal Y. Pygia Tiffany's six cocks filled Charisma's six cunts and, although the sorceress was on top and, therefore, able to move faster and with more force and agility than the supine shemale, Tiffany, nevertheless, felt overwhelmed by the welter of sensations that had, as it were, laid siege to her consciousness, dividing her, as it seemed, into six selves, each of which was assaulted by the sea of emotions, physical sensations, and lust that...
All day at work I couldn’t keep from thinking about the previous day’s events. Early in the morning I developed another raging hard-on that stayed with me until I went home. Several times during the day I thought I would have to go to the restroom and masturbate to relieve the pressure. But I was able to somehow successfully resist, saving myself for tonight when I hoped to come again in the presence of Keiko. As soon as I got home, I dropped my stuff on the counter and headed for...
Ce jour-l?, Maxime Lamothe eu 17 ans pour la premi?re fois de sa vie. Bien s?r, il avait eu 16 ans, aussi, et 15 ans avant ?a. Mais ces ann?es-l? ?taient encore porteuses d'espoir. Il avait attendu, attendu, mais il s'?tait jur? que si ??a? ne changeait pas, il irait voir quelqu'un. Au cas o?. C'?tait maintenant. - Ecoutez, jeune homme...je ne vois rien d'anormal. Votre taille ne devrait...plus tellement changer. Vos parents ?taient d?j? petits eux aussi, apr?s tout. Mais c'est vrai, g?n?ralement...enfin....-...
Maxime resta tr?s longtemps dans un demi-coma. Ou, tout du moins, il le pensait. Des images allaient et venaient. Des personnages apparaissaient devant lui. Il ne pouvait pas voir leur visage, mais il les entendait parler. Parfois en fran?ais, parfois en anglais. Il se sentit avoir froid. Puis chaud. Puis froid ? nouveau. Et faim. Et chaud. Plusieurs fois il voulut ouvrir ses yeux, mais il n'y parvenait pas. Lorsqu'il ouvrit enfin ses yeux, il ?tait dans une chambre d'h?pital. Toute blanche, toute...
In this part Theron trys to drug Queen to make her his lifetime slave. And he started to sceduce her hard. [email protected]
FantasyCharisma and Tiffany, Part 4 By Cal Y. Pygia While bathing her in the shower stall, before pissing on her and making her drink the warm, golden beverage she'd poured from her bladder, Charisma had planned to fuck Tiffany in the ass with the aluminum Little League baseball bat she'd brought into the shower stall with her for that very purpose. The bat would have opened the shemale's asshole even more than Charisma had when she'd fist-fucked Tiffany, inserting not only her fingers and...
Personal log (voice), J. J. Stone, captain of the Flying Dutchman, 1204 EST October 27th 2006. It was 12:04am. That is what my alarm clock said in those bright neon numbers the nearly blind could read at twenty paces. With my vision, I could not see them from further away than three feet. These thoughts I should not have running in my head. I should be having my post midnight fantasy about now. The noise that interrupted my sleep sounded again. I turned over and looked. There was a new...
One afternoon out of the blue Mike rang me. I was so excited! He said he had been traveling and that he was back in town and wanted to throw himself a welcome home party. Of course I agreed and got all the info on where and when. Mike wanted me and Melissa to come so I told him that I would call her and find out if she was available. I knew that she had to work that night so I called her and left her a message on here machine, giving her the address and time. As was instructed I dressed very...
Personal log (voice), J. J. Stone, Captain of the Flying Dutchman, 9 am, October 28th 2006. The hospital room I was in was rather quiet. The machines did their subdued beeping as they did what they were supposed to. But like any place there was quiet, it was about to be shattered. I woke up muttering. "The fluctuations in the density drives adjustments are causing the changes in the effective simulations of reality. Those fluctuations are caused by frequency adjustments. So what would...
Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
Charisma and Tiffany, Part 1 By Cal Y. Pygia As a beautiful shemale, Tiffany De Vine had had a lot of superb lovers, both male and female, but she couldn't get Charisma off her mind. She'd met the sorceress when she'd bought one of the brassieres that Charisma had designed. Actually, as she found out later, it was the only brassiere that Charisma had ever designed. It was, Tiffany supposed, a sort of bait, and it had done its work; it had caught Tiffany as surely as any lure had ever...
SAVING AMY PART 2: TIFFANY'S RETURN Eric was thinking about the business card when he was summoned to see the managing partner. He thought about it again as he was clearing out his desk. And it was still on his mind as he arrived home with the small box of possessions that seemed a meagre memento of his two years at the law firm. He went to his desk, opened the drawer and found the item that was the only tangible reminder of his enforced period of work for the Sissyfuckers Club -...
Charisma and Tiffany, Part 3 By Cal Y. Pygia Tiffany didn't hate Charisma, not exactly, although, the more she thought of how the sorceress had treated her, how she'd abused her, the more the shemale fumed. Not only had Charisma changed her sex, from shemale to female (and back again, thank God), but she had also equipped her with a half dozen cunts, including one in her forehead and one grown from the roof of her mouth, in which, with an equal number of penises newly sprouted from...
Summary –Tiffany decides she needs a boyfriend to solve her problems, and she makes friends with the school janitor. Previous Story Summary – Tiffany her father and brother continue their adventures. She decides to speak to her teacher, to see if he has blue-balls too (hint, he does!) Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity...
Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 1) The nature of my work required me to travel. When I was younger the novelty of travelling, and being paid for it, was exciting and had a certain holiday feel about it but now it was just boring and I longed to get home and get back to the routine of a home life. I was on the second day of a three-day trip to Amsterdam and I had decided to avoid the obvious tourist attractions of the red light district and the coffee shops and have a quiet night with a meal and a...
Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 1) The nature of my work required me to travel. When I was younger the novelty of travelling, and being paid for it, was exciting and had a certain holiday feel about it but now it was just boring and I longed to get home and get back to the routine of a home life. I was on the second day of a three-day trip to Amsterdam and I had decided to avoid the obvious tourist attractions of the red light district and the coffee shops and have a quiet night with a meal and a...
Oral SexSummary - Theo has a painful problem, so it's Mom and Theo’s turn to have a little talk. Previous Story Summary - Tiffany had a very fun filled day at school. Note - This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is...
Hi Guys, This is My first story. Hope you all like it.Before moving on, let me introduce my self to you all. I'm Naman, Software Engineer by profession, live in Jaipur City (Rajasthan, INDIA) alone in my flat, Age-24, Color : Fair.As i live alone in my flat and due to my hectic schedule i cant manage to make my own lunch and dinner, and cant eat at restaurant daily, so i came in contact with a lady who used to supply tiffin's in near by hostels. So i asked her to bring tiffin for me, she used...
Tiffany's Deal By Michele Nylons Chapter Two - The Flop Tiffany's earliest memories are of her as a young boy growing up in the Midwest. To say that her upbringing was difficult would be an understatement. Although not particularly small for his age Tom Robinson was very lithe and almost effeminate in manner. From the outset Tom knew he was different. He began to feel trapped in a body in which he just didn't belong, so he tried his best to make himself look like what he...
Science class went as it usually did. Jacob and Mr. Schuman got into a deep argument again on the fundamental interactions of density as it related to forces within reality. They went at it for ten minutes again, losing the rest of us 3 minutes into the argument. I did sit next to him though. I didn't do anything else to get his attention. I just watched him scribble the answers to the science experiments in the lab book before Mr. Shuman finished explaining. In other words science class...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 5 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 21 - Une jolie secr?taire Sam se r?veilla en pensant que jamais il n'avait si bien dormi. Comme Chris dormait encore, il prit son petit d?jeuner en silence. Quand il entendit Chris arriver derri?re lui, Sam leva la t?te pour recevoir un baiser. "Sammy, tu as l'air...
As the summer progressed, Cecilia realized that she was destined to become much closer to Tiffany Walker and Cynthia Lee than to Kimberly. The reason was the lives of Tiffany and Cynthia were similar to Cecilia's life, while Kim's life was very different. Tiffany and Cynthia were single and continued to be very American in their outlooks, while Kim was much more Danubian in her thinking, only a year away from becoming sworn in as a public official, and nearly two years into her marriage...