I hope that it doesn't.Then it happens.. the knock at the door. My heart beats a little faster. I check my appearance one last time in the mirror and ...walk to the door. One last breath to compose myself and I open the door and smile at you."Hey" you smile back at me. I feel an instant connection, You're quite tall and handsome as a guy, just as I had envisaged. I notice how nice your teeth are when you smile, Americans always have nice teeth. "Hi!" I reply, a little shakily "Come in! How are. "I... well... I'm not entirely sure that he was being truthful about all of that." What do you mean?" I don't have any hard proof or anything, but I kind of think that Greg told his publicist to release that information and make it look like an accidental leak." Why would he do that?" Jake asked."He seemed to think that if it became public knowledge that you and I were friends — that if I had enough street-cred to hang out with Jake Kingsley — then Aristocrat might just change their minds and. She has to stand on her tiptoes to kiss me when we're standing up. She has short reddish-brown hair, auburn, I think they call it, but it's more reddish than brown. She has green eyes that light up and sparkle when she laughs, but they're magical when she smiles. Her cheeks are covered in the most adorable freckles. She's got nice little boobies, too, and a butt so cute and round and bouncy, you'd almost risk going to jail just to grab it and give it a nice firm squeeze. She lets me grab it all. She rarely noticed his phone appear in the window, and imagined that he was selfishly keeping those shared, strangely intimate moments to himself.The previous morning, she had worn the sexiest red bra and panties she owned to her breakfast appointment with the young next-door neighbor. Though she dared not risk more than the briefest of side-eye glances, she was certain he was touching himself as he watched her. He most certainly was in her fantasies.She peeked through the curtains on her way.