Wes (even in his fucking sleep) seemed to sense it. He took me into his arms and stroked my back. It gave my sore muscles some relief, so much so that... I closed my eyes in contentment and... The smell of coffee could probably wake me from my grave. I rolled over in the soft sheets, my face turning in the direction of the delicious waft. I could almost feel my body tensing from the withdrawal. I needed professional help.“Good morning.”I opened one eye, squinting because it was way too fucking. I just want to marry for money." she said with an impish grin. James rolled his eyes and left for work.Evie waited until she heard the car pull away before she jumped up from the couch and started her day. She went to her bedroom and pulled her shirt over her head so she stood wearing only a black bra and matching underwear. She deliberately didn't look towards the window. Her curtains were pulled aside and she knew her married neighbor, Mr. Weiss was probably looking in and watching her right. .Sonya didn’t need to know how many he was really taking. “Ok now act….playful.” Sonya obeyed lifting one leg behind her and throwing her head back as if she was laughing. Herbert let out a little chuckle, it was like in the movies when people were taking pictures. He imagined himself being the amateur photographer and her being the mature client who knew what she wanted. An hour into it he had enough with that outfit and wasn’t sure what other s would really make it work like the one she had. “Osprey,” I said, “Fish eagle. It’s hunting. I don’t know how they do it, but it’ll somehow spot a fish near the surface, stoop and grab it, lift it out of the water. Then it’ll shift it around so it’s pointing fore and aft. Fantastic!”She looked at me with a puzzled expression, but turned back and found the bird with the binoculars. It was too much to hope for that it’d move towards us, but that’s what it did. Sure enough, it was less than a quarter mile away when it plummeted down; amidst.