"She returned from the wardrobe with two wigs, the first blond and thesecond auburn. Neither was my natural brunette."Why not brunette?" I thought it... would be nice for you to look different."She tried both the blond and auburn on but she wasn't happy with thelook. Reluctantly she found a brunette wig which closely matched mycolour"That's you," she said as she stood back to look at me, her face alldreamy looking."Is this the way you thought of me?"All she could do was nod. I just stood there. Could she dare to hope?She placed her own hand on Mike's leg, and began to caress it. It was smooth like a cyclist's and she could feel the hardness of his muscles.'I want you to relax now, all right.'He kissed her on the cheek. His full lips were soft.'We are in no hurry, this is all about getting to know your body again.'He squeezed her breast, and Rachel's whole body shook. She was about to calm down when he took a nipple between two fingers.Something deep inside of Rachel stirred.'Looks. On the other hand, they were the only two people in the company who knew enough about the new machines to provide the customer with the right ones. And it was impossible both to make a sales call and train the sales staff and the new technical support people who were to be paired with them. The result was they spent the two weeks traveling, but the week following — at least — was reserved for home-office training.There was one last call to make and it was the company Kim least wanted to visit:. ‘Fuck! Fuckin’ thing is definitely broken.’ Then without warning and before his inner thoughts could work their way up to a peak of foul language the compass just as quickly returned to its original direction.‘What in the fuck is pointing at now?’ Thought James as he started moving forward again. After five or six steps the compass once again began to spin bizarrely until James roared a loud “FUCK, you piece of shit stop fuckin’ me around!” into the forest, and the mad spinning slowly came to a.