Karan”I was sitting on the opposite side of her desk. The moment she read my messages, she looked at me and smiled. She replied, ” thanks for text...ing your number.Those days WhatsApp was not yet launched. We exchanged series of SMSes. And I am sure whoever has gone through this state must agree with me that exchanging SMSes was so much fun.The kind of messages we exchanged was a good enough sign to know what was going in her mind.We finally decided to meet but we didn’t have any place to meet.. You should do well. Compassion is not necessary to make a profit." We're not finished, Stanley, not by a long shot! You won this skirmish, but I'll win in the end. I never lose!" Fisher shouted, turned on his heels and walked away."I think you just made a powerful enemy, David," Darla said.David smiled and said, "I don't think so." If he comes at us, his for-profit enterprises might stop being profitable. That would rearrange his priorities.By prior agreement, Darla Stanley, Carol Stanley. I have to sit a lot for long hours in the office, so my lower back to my thighs are always a problem” You reply. You wonder how many ladies would have melted under these hands.“I’m going to run my hand down. Tell me when you want me to stop, at the lowest point.” He says.“Okay” you softly replySteve runs his hands down to the small of your back, teasingly tracing his fingers lightly over your well-oiled skin. He passes where he had been working and continues.He reaches the top of your cheeks.. Did you see the expression on the runner? Pure disbelief. He was out by twenty feet.Have you fucked your Mother?"Again she had thrown me for a loop. I tried hard to come up with a believable non-answer but could not."I see you have. Good. She has wanted you to fuck her since the first night she watched us fuck. I doubt you noticed but she has watched us fuck often.I loved fucking her. I love your Mom.Listen, I think they are coming up the stairs. It's my turn to read for the baby. Talk to you.