“I can only name two scents without looking. The second maybe you’ve heard of it, Davidoff Cool Water. I swear a woman who wears either of those c...an get me to do anything she wants.”She finally stepped closer to me and placed her arms on my shoulders with me sitting in front of her. Her hands were trembling with nerves.In response, I lifted my hands to her waist, which was trim and tight. Slowly, I moved them down her sides to her legs. Her legs, similarly, were petite, and it was clear she was. Eventually caving to the old man, she returns home to the Baxter Building placing the statue on a stand she notices that the eyes of the statue have gotten dirty. Grabbing a cloth and a cleaning solution she cleans them, Sue notices how the light catches in the gems making it look like the eyes glow.Eventually, the glowing from the eyes is enough to blind Susan briefly when her vision returned the statue was nothing more than dust and there were 6 other Susan's in the room. Each of these Susans. Her touch was so soft I felt as though I was floating on air before I realized she had been caressing my tits through my blouse. When we backed off a bit, I reached up and undid her jacket and helped her take it off. We resumed kissing for another minute or so until our next break when I unbuttoned her blouse and she took it off. She had a beautiful set of full tits a little bit bigger than mine and as we kissed again, my hands went up to her tits and I started to caress them through her bra. . . so far?Joe said that once he had the characters well defined, he no longer wrote their scenes. They wrote their own story. He described it as opening the window on their world, watching them awhile, then slamming the window and quickly writing what he saw. Their flaws appeared in the story, just as they should. It's an amazing concept. I began to wonder if I had any rich characters in me.Late May 2006, I felt someone inside wanting to tell a story. While I'd normally ignore it, I felt the.