A dresser covered with trinkets and tchotchkes, a round make-up mirror, and a few photos – landscapes and buildings, probably taken on a trip. A p...air of night stands with just what you’d expect to find on them. Tissue box. Jewelry box. Reading light. Some more photos. Some books. Finally, at an answer to her tastes in literature. The master bathroom door was ajar and the curtains were pulled so that the room was bathed with light. The door to her closet was not. A full length mirror was. In fact I was on my way to his house when you pulled me over.’ ‘I’m sorry to ruin your plans, Sergio.’ ‘Don’t worry about that, Rachel. What kind of man would I be if I ran off and left you here by yourself,’ Sergio asked. ———- Rachel sat in the cruiser, munching on cookies, sipping on a cold cappuccino, and couldn’t believe – that even though she was in pain- she was envisioning Sergio walking on the beach in the nude. She sighed, glad that her Kevlar vest hid the fact that her nipples were. Polly felt her heart lurch with empathy and turned around."Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry." He won't go out with me unless I find a date for Brian too," said Becca, watching Polly closely. "You remember Brian?"Polly felt her breath catch in her chest and put one hand there. For sure she remembered Brian. His whisper in her ear after his hands had slid all over her body had made her nipples tingle. She had had to manufacture the outrage she tried to display, when what she wanted to do was tell the. Mona knew what he was doing and started to enjoy this. He was placing his hands on her shoulder and making her stand in position and also trying to move his hands towards her breast.She was enjoying this and he also knew that this was his chance with Mona, he was unnecessarily touching her hair telling her hair might come in between. Mona knew his lund was erect and could feel it touching her ass then something she wasn’t expecting happened; he cupped her breast and pushed it up and said just.