Neither is his wife keeping the real reason of her monthly trip to an "advanced art studying circle" in Paris as any real secret.The men in our town g...ot a good laugh when Oliver's wife had came back home from a Paris trip with a STD as a 'French souvenir'. She shared it with Oliver, who shared it with his married secretary, who shared it with her husband. The husband owned a shotgun and took action against Oliver as soon as he knew for sure who gave that STD to his wife. But Oliver saw him. "Fuck you" look :)My boss is slim guy with nice ass i like to watch it bounce in his tight pants like a needy whore i know he's gay or maybe bi but i'm sure that ass is getting fucked.i confess i wanna piece of that ass!- Tina it's hard for me to cover ur shitty work from the HR.- So don't. " i'm not thinking with my head, i just wanna bang him "- What...How dare talk to me like that?- I talk like i want to, close the door.that's it he freezes and i'm just waiting for him enjoying his confusing. ..? Cynthia's countenance turned worried as she looked at me. ?You didn't tell him much, did you?? Cynthia's tone wasn't quite accusatory, but she wasn't exactly happy, either. Ally just looked at her shoes and shook her head. ?I thought that was something we had discussed at length. That full – that's f-u-l-l – disclosure was truly necessary with any man you might wish to marry.? Ally just continued to look down, nodding. Cynthia turned back to me. ?How much do you know. I just said, "Alright."It made me very sad to think of Mr. Woodhouse – and Renee – that he was her dad when she was my lover.We drove slowly past the road that led to the Woodhouse home. Beyond it, a hundred yards, a narrow gravel lane ran off into the woods. Turning onto that lane, our tires crunching through the gravel, we drove just out of sight of the main road and onto a patch of grass nestled among the trees. Ms. Day followed and parked her car behind ours. When we got out, Ms. Day.