It wasn’t long before Mark and Gavin arrived. Gavin who had known Mark and Alex since secondary school. He was about 5ft 11 around 32 years old, he ...was always dying his hair at this point in time it was blonde.“Hi Gina, sorry I forgot I invited the guys round for the football. Let me sort out the beers and snacks then we can have a chat.” Mark said still wondering what Gina wanted to talk about.Mark shared some chilled beers out and stocked the fridge, put some snacks out and sat down to have a. He traced highly arched eyebrows that he could not see and he let his fingers travel over lips full with a unwanted fear and hense passion. He loved the fact that she feared him and that alone was enough to make her want him. With a sigh his fingers tangled themselves in hair that was just as black as the dark they stood in and just as soft as the breath which flowed from her lips. He loved the heat that radiated from her. The tiny shimmers that were signs of the life she held in her body. He. She was so excited about Thanksgiving, that even though it was only 3 days away, it may as well been a year. Finally, it was Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, and Sara got up really early, and began preparing the enormous turkey, and all the trimmings. She was so happy that she sang as she moved around the kitchen.It was 10:30 when she heard car doors slamming outside, she quickly hurried towards the living room, and her son and 3 of his friends walked through the door. Sara hugged her son tightly,. As we went through the mountains we stopped in a remote village and had a rest, Sally and I went for a walk, as we sat chatting I found out she was a student of law and was on holiday as a treat, she leant over and gave me a kiss “what was that for” she smiled and replied “oh no reason find you rather cute” I blushed like a tomato Sally giggled “aww that so sweet” and kissed me again, this time I run my hand over her leg “behave now don’t want my dad catching you, later I promise” I smiled as.