One days I was reading a news paper in dining room she came at my place she is fair very slim long hair not so good face was dress very sexy and while... doing her job she exposed herself in way to see her. I did not care too much. After 3 days she came back she was dress the same way to attract my attention. It’s was nearly 1 pm and been preparing my lunch, so ask her if going it join me, she says ok. During the lunch been a bit of her that she do not have any sex with her husband since long. She also asked to see a menu, wanting to know what other desserts were available. Their host brought them desserts-only menus. Everything had pictures, even the weekly special. Betty thought she'd gain five pounds just looking.After the two of them drooled for a while, pointing out some that looked especially nice, they ordered. Stacy went for the chocolate raspberry torte (what can I say - she likes raspberries). Betty couldn't decide whether she wanted that fruited streusel thingy with the. Your mom taught you, didnt she? Zo felt bad immediately. Michaels face grew pale, his eyes became liquid water and he welled up a bit, His hands started to shake and his shoulders fell. The fork brushed against the paper plate until finally it fell from his limp hand. His entire body had gone limp and trembled. She watched him break down from the solid, quiet boy she had asked to help her with her homework into a nervous wreck who couldnt even think straight or hold a fork. His eyes were not. You don’t know what they’re like,” Sean said. He felt pretty good until he glanced in Mr. Emery’s direction. He mumbled, “I’ve got to learn to keep my mouth shut.”Mr. Emery growled while looking at Sean.Sean swallowed heavily and decided that a change in subject was needed. Trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible, he said, “So what do you think of those Democrats, Mr. Emery?”“I’m a Democrat,” Mr. Emery said.“So you must really like Democrats,” Sean said thinking he could have picked a worse.