In the gym, the female personal trainers usually wore tight, dark blue, lycra pedal pushers that ended just beneath the knee with a range of different... tops, in white or yellow. As Emma moved round the gym, it was quite evident that her long slim legs and gorgeously pert bottom were her crowning assets. At the disco, it was also quite evident that the rest of her features, including her small, but beautifully formed boobs, were also pretty good. She had her browny, auburn hair that she was. He looked at his watch. It was 9 o'clock. He had slept for 5 hours. He hoped that he would be able to sleep later and not wind up tossing and turning all night. He pulled out the specifications for the project and started reading them. As boring as they were, he knew that the specifications were extremely important. He was about half way through the specs when he fell asleep again.When the alarm went off, he was still dressed and the spec book had fallen off of the bed. He reached into his. While David related specifics, Flint started laughing, and before David finished Flint was laughing so hard tears had come to his eyes."I figure five minutes of my time, four or five times a day will break him in five days to a week," David said."I love it, David," Flint said, using his handkerchief to wipe his eyes."Did my mother and Molly click, or were they cool toward each other?" David asked.Flint frowned. "They clicked. Why did you ask?" When you came in my office you looked like you'd. They thanked me and introduced themselves as Chris and Sara. I smiled, and told them my name. Chris asked if I was in town on business. I explained that I was and that I didn’t live far from there. I went on to mention that my customer had really talked the place up and I had to see for myself what the hype was all about. Sara chimed in and said I wouldn’t be disappointed. It wasn’t until that point that I had really taken notice, but Sara appeared to be younger than Chris. She was a little on.