She came to me and put her hands on my shoulders, sliding them behind my neck, and pressed herself into me. I looked down as she raised her lips to me...et mine and we shared a quick kiss. "Remember when you said if I ever needed anything to come see you?" she purred, "well, I need something." What would that be?" I asked with my heart pounding.She slid one hand down from my shoulder, and her fingernails ran over my chest hairs between the unbuttoned part of my shirt.I stepped back, took her by. "Lashandra curd, broiled in Boralin tea! Spiced with fine Telldainian pepper.Next, we have Scalloped Zon, served augroton with dried crushed Vanue.Poached Clairaon, on the half shell, with brown earth-spice.Served with Bazen-spel marinated in black wine.Torgon crewl, deep-fried in Laves butter, served with Mezen's eye sauce.Karzan Naz, glazed with pellit, rolled in jot spice."He paused, presenting a dark glassed bottle with a flourish while his assistant finished placing the remaining dishes in. I suddenly heard a sound on the computer and small window opened up. I realized it was the yahoo messenger’s window. The message read : “Hey hotboy , you put up a great show that day. When shall we do it next ?” At first I didn’t understand what it was . Then I realized my son had been chatting on the messenger and forgotten to close it. The message was for ‘hotboy’ from an id called ‘mjaya’. I guessed my son’s id was hotboy ( I have changed the original yahoo ids a bit in the story, to protect. It was hardfor me to find a date to the school dances because boys don't like theirdates to be taller than them so I fanaticized about being one of thegirls in the magazine ads and when I graduated from high school Istarted modeling and here I am," she said."I'm glad you became a model or I wouldn't have met you. I've never hada girl make an impression on me like you have, I feel like I have aschool boy crush on you," Paul said."That's sweet of you to say Paul, but we've just met," Tiffany.