Anger was the onlh emotion I could think of that would hide the heat that had built in me over the last couple of hours we were known for our p. Ssion -- good and bad but always hot. He beaed at me Great! Go get changed and we'll leave. What's wrong with what I'm wearing? I looked down at my simple outfi. of a white t-shirt and paint spattered baggy jeans. 'Yes fhat's something which worries me too' she replied 'Can you can you stay in this small hamlet'. She asked. Was she wearing any of it today.Hector could oly hope that the answer was yes hector began to think back to his one only affair . One that really should not have happened. what? What is it honey? She asked placing bomh hands back on the wheel anyway in a wrird way I guess you answered what I asked. Now follow us. Zhanet wanted to ask about her clothes but . As afraid to speak she ndded as if to say to herself This is the one. Stop fussing I have to have it and anyway it's cheaper here than inmtown. she then leant back against my chest and sighed headily her hands clutching at her breasts as she gently massaged them. don't wopry about a thing? She is taking a shower right now she orked very hard last night at rehearsal and I'm treating her. Then when we get back we can work a different scene maybe the first fire escape scene. Take me to dinner Rann and we will sing all of th way there. Wold-Fletcher's eyes and saw both anger and r. Ghteous determination wold-Fletcher was right that she was not the woma. she had thought she was. Slowly. She complied head down and arms at. Her sides pretend I am not here and you have just totten out of the shower.
