She had been home only four hours and slept not a minute. The little boys in the far bedroom were beginning to stir and would soon be up and sneaking ...into the den to watch Saturday morning cartoons. The teenagers, in the other room, would sleep another four hours. Karen needed sleep too but knew it was not going to happen. ‘Happy Birthday to the smartest member of the family,’ read the front of the Shoebox Greeting card. Karen plucked it from its niche in the tiered display and opened it, ‘But. .La premi?re chose que dit ? Solange le matin c'?tait de lui demander sicelle-ci avait bien pens? ? pr?voir un rendez-vous avec son amiecoiffeuse pour lui. Solange, tr?s sensible, per?ut le changementimperceptible chez Marc. La retrait?e eut une moue moqueuse.-"Un peu de patience ma puce. Je prends rendez-vous pour ce soir, elleviendra ici. Je sais que c'est compliqu? pour une bimbo mais tu vasdevoir attendre pour te faire belle..."Marc releva ? peine la f?minisation de sa personne, et ignora. There was a good variety of cuisine listed. Dianne focused on a couple that offered Mexican fare and looked like they were only a couple of blocks away. Tossing the portfolio on the table, she picked up the TV remote and switched it on. Slipping off the jacket of her blue business suit she hung it on the back of one of the chairs and flopped on the double bed nearest the TV cabinet. Pulling her knees up and resting her head on her bent arm she aimlessly flipped through all the available. He still looked average and amazing at the same time. His long legs hung open from the edge of the couch, his arms laying across that broad chest of his. My panties still hung around his thick neck like a necklace. I watched the rise and fall of his upper body, still lusting over his completely normal physique. I knew it had to do with what hung between his legs. I couldn't help but stare at John's flaccid dick. It was utterly limp, but somehow still was far bigger than any other I had seen. I.