Tired of the auction sites and having read everything of interest that night, Rose thought she would visit a chat/ message PORN board . She decided to... maybe post a couple timid little things. Rose had no idea how to post on a porn board, and wasn't really sure she should even try it. A few quiet evening were enjoyed teasing and flirting on the board. It seemed kinda cool, there didn't seem to be any murderers posting. And so what, if there were murderers posting? It was, after all, just words. I can see she is trying to wind the conversation up. She eventually succeeds, lets out a huge sigh of relief and throws off her headset. “Bloody timewasters, why do they leave it until the last minute and decide to call at half five?” As there is nobody else left, the question is aimed in my direction, with no decent answer I shrug my shoulders and smile. I’ve worked with Jess for just over a year. At 24, she’s six years younger than myself. She’s very confident, but not arrogant, and always. ‘Its good to have you worship with us.’ Samson nodded his head in response. Pastor Bronson looked over at me. ‘Oh gosh here we go. I hope he doesn’t put me on spot like most black preachers do new visitors’ I thought. ‘Good morning Mrs.?’ he waited for me to fill in the blank to his open question. ‘Ms Clareon.’ I replied emphasizing the ‘Ms’. From the look of his face he seemed surprised that I wasn’t married to Samson. After not seeing Samson for so long he didn’t know if he had taken on a. She also assessed Josh's opinion of her looks. She wasquite beautiful, she thought to herself. Her figure was a respectable36C-24-37 and her weight of 123 pounds hadn't changed despite herdepression following her parent's deaths. Her assessment of her bodywas interrupted by the look Josh was giving her. He was gazing at herwith a mixture of longing and love. She was touched by his love for herand she reached across the table to stroke his cheek, tilted his chinup and looked into his tear-filled.