]Somewhere in France, in a small provincial town, a young man named Charles Dupont wakes up with a start. He looks at alarm clock. Only 3 AM. Another ...bad dream, like every night. Turning on the light, he examines the surroundings. The shitty apartment is still the same: only 9m², a metallic bed with a hard uncomfortable mattress, some wood shelves and other arrangements, a real tiny kitchen area, paint past and scaled of the walls... there is even no bathroom and toilet (they are share with. Kimi served me three breakfast sausages. I thanked her for the morning coffee.I watched Kimi flirt with every male eating breakfast. She brought food items that they might want. One of her hands held the item, her other hand rested on the guy’s shoulder as she all but pressed one of her tits into his face. Although I’m sure she did this to encourage being selected before lunch she did the same for the males that arrived with their wives or very close friends. This morning one of our female. Hunt or Mr. Weber, they'll throw their new 1100 out in the street and you and me with it." On the contrary, both have indicated to me that they'd gladly give up a couple of supertankers that their bank foolishly funded if they could fuck your platinum-headed brains out. In polite language, of course."Mr. Hunt headed the Trust Department of C-M. Mr. Weber headed Loans. Strangely, she decided that Gunnar was more interested in Hunt and his trust funds than Weber and his loan funds, whatever wild. When the weather gets cold next fall, we may have to figure out something a little different, but let's cross that bridge when we get to it."Thank you for coming in here. We are ending school early today though you are encouraged to gather together to talk about this new program that affects every one of us."I looked at Sarah and mouthed, "Wow!" Coach Thurman was sporting an erection with Brenda Patterson sitting next to him naked. She looked at his cock and turned to mount him taking it in her.