Angels, personas and also some saints. But we are different way more than we are alike.The life that we shared was very satisfying and really laid bac...k.It was Sunday, some few weeks after he decided to prolong his residence in my country. I went for an early service in my nearest church. Business as usual, or so I thought, until I saw Sara, the mother of my ex boyfriend and first big love, Leon. She was a good Christian woman, very dedicated to God, and also very hurt by the fact that her son. They had snuggled on the couch, sipped at the frothy mugs of hot cocoa, and watched the movie that he had chosen, occasionally making quiet, companionable comments. It was wonderful. She wasn’t sure who had fallen asleep first, but she was willing to bet it had been her. He had brought her up close beside him for movie watching and soft, absentminded touches, and the next thing she knew, the movie was over and she was tucked snugly into his side, the solid chest under her cheek rising and. I quickly swung around his desk sat down in the overstuffed office chair. My intention had originally been to just grab the report he had earlier made about me and then scarper, but as usual thing were a little more complicated then I’d thought. I slide the draw open to find the form I was l looking for was sitting at the very top. However as I lifted it out of the draw I saw that the pages below were anything other than school forms. Underneath were photos of naked women…no, not women, girls.. "Is everybody ready for another round? I've given up on trying to get a waiter over here. I'm willing to fly." Yeah, sure," Mark said."I really shouldn't," Jackie said. "But what the hell?" Might as well get me one, too," Kirsten said."All right," Mike said. "I'll be back in two shakes of a goblin's tail." I didn't know goblins had tails," Kirsten giggled."I can't get over some of these costumes," Jackie said. "I feel so dowdy. I feel like I should have done something a little more flashy." You.