Where is she anyway?" At the pub with dad." Do you think they'll divorce?" I dunno. This is the longest separation ever and between you and me I don't... think she'll forgive him this time." She replied sadly, a tear building up in the corner of her clear blue eyes.Alison hated to see her friend cry and held out her arms consolingly. This was how it had all began in the first place she remembered. A tearful embrace, a gentle kiss that swiftly turned passionate. The memory of their love-making made. During the opening credits the movie Broken City starts with a city skyline as the backdrop. I kiss your neck and rub your panties again. Still wet, I kiss your lips and then say, "Scoot up to the edge of the seat." Feeling brazen, I tell you to take your panties off. You start reluctantly stopping but after a few more moments, you let me take them off. The best thing about theater 8 is that it is a director's hall and the armrests go up giving us plenty of room to lay you down on the seats. . I finally decided on a plant pot; easy to look after for the career woman, and a Poinsettia, the Christmas Rose, was a flower my mum always had at Christmas, a seasonal favourite. Just before I paid for it I remembered Phillipa saying 'this isn't my most favourite time of the year'; maybe Christmas didn't have good memories for her? Quick rethink required. I looked at jewellery, but that was too personal and besides I didn't know what sort of thing she liked.I had a sudden brain wave; Wurzel. Pinned on the side of the shirt, a small silver plate that had the name “Ryker” printed on it.The woman's eyes ran up and down the bodyguard’s chiseled features and well-sculpted form. A lustful glow was already beginning to ruminate.“Mr. Jonston. Are you okay with this?”“Yeah, Ryker,” Cypher replied. “No worries, anything for a fan.”As Ryker stepped to the side, Cypher’s eyes caught a full view of the woman in front of him. Cypher's eyes roamed her body, drinking in her form.She was beautiful.