"Her granddaughter blushed. "Grandma, don't be silly. I don't look anything like those models you see in magazines. But these are very nice pictures, ...Mark. Thank you very much." You're very welcome. I don't want get an argument started here, but I tend to agree with your grandmother, Sandy. I think Barbara Adams took some very fine photos that day." He passed the rest of the photos around, and then reached into his briefcase again for another, smaller photo."I was looking through our family. Almost all of the men were staring like they had never seen a woman before. About two hours later, Her boss, Dan called her into the office. He needed her to do some memo's for him, he told her. After about fifteen minutes of dictation, he told her to put her pad and pen down. You know, Sam, the way you dressed today could get you into alot of trouble. "oh shit, Now I'm in for it" "I am going to be fired for sure." but instead of saying she was fired, he walked around in back of her. . All they really wanted wascontinued research access.Mike was funny. He told me that he had thought that I was a great guy asTom and a damn good scrum half. He thought that Jen was a much nicerperson and that he would hate to lose her out of his life. He thoughtthat he was probably still in love with Jen but respected that Jen wasmarried to and in love with Sam. He thought that Jen loved him at leasta little and any time Jen wanted a kiss, a cuddle, or more, he would bedelighted to oblige. If. Her answer was to place his hand upon her breast where he could feel her nipple straining against the cotton bodice of her dress. Groaning again, he took her cue and started teasing her nipple, squeezing it gently between his fingers, rolling it. The blood in Fran’s veins was throbbing, her loins were pulsating as she arched her hips up towards Ian. Their kiss became deeper as their tongues danced a tango from her mouth to his. She could taste the beer on his mouth along with a sweetness. A.