I moan in antisapation and he looksat me with his sexy, devilish grin and he says, "Get on the bed and lay on your back." I do as he asks and lay back... as he starts too take off his shirt. "Wait!" I jump up and grab the bottom of his shirt and he smiles and removes his hands as I replace them with mine and slowly pull his shirt over his body. His sexy chuckle resonates through out the room as I slip my hands down to the button of his jeans and into the band of his boxers, slowly sliding. I did not say a word, instead just pulled her closer & started kissing her lips. We continued kissing for a good 10-15 mins. I tried to enter her mouth with my tongue & she obliged. After French kissing for few more minutes, she broke the kiss & said mischievously “Where did you learn to do that? I think you have had a lot of girlfriends. And is this the only thing you are good at or is there something else too?” I did not utter a word. Instead, I put off the LED bulb on the ceiling & pulled. Katie opened the door, let him in and then deadlocked it behind him. She skipped over and handed him one of two notepads that she’d bought and a pen. Even though he’d just left a meeting where they had discussed a major transaction, no one at that meeting had had anything like this girl’s infectious enthusiasm. The smooth curve of her nose seemed more pronounced as she put on her best business face. Although standing there bare foot, wiggling her hips slightly did detract from the business like. "It's called a 'garage'," Travis corrected her."You're not concentrating!"Not wishing to encourage a greater wrath upon his head, Travis settled down and closed his eyes. He took a couple of deep breaths and relaxed the muscles in his shoulders and neck.Anya walked him through the steps of locating, containing, and ultimately using the gift that The Prince had forced between his eyes. Travis grunted and sweated through the exercises, sweating through his flannel shirt."How did I do?" Travis.