Yeah, I know his name sounds silly, but its cute! He is in his early twenties, the best body ever, abs, fine built muscles, and his hair is brown ches...tnut color. Damn, he is just sexy. He was my music teacher throughout Grade 6 and 7 and I took band just to see him more, but also because I'm a flute player. And YES, we used to laugh, smile at each other, but I definetly don't think that he thought I was hot or cute. I'd had BUNCH of boyfriends back then and I've been told I have a fine body. I reached until I found my phone on my side table and brought its face to mine. It told me what I suspected. I was late again. I arrived to work soggy and grouchy, but my mood plummeted to panic when I saw the stickie stuck to my monitor. “Mr. Villalobos. Conference Room 4. Monday. 8 O’ clock. DO NOT BE LATE!” It was written by my boss, Brian, who I had assured I would be on time for the presentation with our newest client. I looked at my phone again. 8:25. Still in my raincoat, I ran up the. But his gorgeous, wonderful, selfless Anya was already shrugging out of her dress, unhooking her bra to let it fall to the floor, and taking off her panties until she stood as naked as the day of her birth. She was all lean, sexy curves, her breasts neither too large nor too small, her cute face framed by those long tresses of silky, copper-flecked hair. She was pale against his slightly duskier complexion, her Russian ancestry not so different from his mixed Ukrainian. She had shaved her sex,. Derek stepped back and looked into her eyes, ‘I don’t know where this is leading, but I do know that I want to get to know you better.’ Almost shyly Penny replied, ‘I would like that I think.’ I could sense the evening was over and I quickly whispered in Penny’s ear, ‘Ask him over for dinner.’ ‘How about I fix you dinner tomorrow night? Say about 7:00?’ Derek said, ‘That would be wonderful … I’ll bring the wine.’ This time Penny stepped up to him, rose up on her tip toes and gently kissed.