His words were torn, caught between his desire to growl andplead. ‘How can you be so ideal?’ She scoffed, the force of her laugh pushing her breas...s against his fingers. ‘Ideal?’ ‘More than ideal,’ he breathed, using his tongue to trace the line of her jaw. She writhed against him, a mass of sensation, desperate for more. ‘Worth risking it all for?’ His mouth crushed hers. ‘Indeed.’ From the depths of their frenzy they heard a polite cough. ‘With a view like this, I must assume that I have. "Amy turned away and walked into the living room. She turned on the TV and stared at the screen not really seeing or hearing what was on the TV. She was wary of his intensions. People just didn't do stuff like this. He was like no man she had ever met. Certainly the direct opposite of Myron. Apparently he wasn't going to rape her. He had two chances when they fell asleep in the chair in the sunroom. She just couldn't figure him out.Her thoughts drifted to the man instead of trying to figure his. Once the engine was flushed, I went back to the parts store to get anti-freeze and the two hoses. I put the car back together then went to Donald.A elderly lady came to the door and smiled at me, "You're Mark, aren't you. People call me Prissy. Won't you come in?" I'm done with the car, Ma'am. Perhaps Donald and you would like to take a drive. It should run fine." I saw you take it out then do some more to it. What was so bad on it?" Well the worst thing was that the car isn't used enough. The. She was wearing churidar that perfectly displayed her fine young form. Over the years i had met far more interesting women in food markets, fabric stores. Purse fell from her hand.she bend to take her purse and her bottom touchrd me. It was a nice feeling.she said sorry. I said its ok .then to continue i asked her“have you shopped here before?” but it was a start. “pardon me? Uh, no, i haven’t.” she said. “but my neighbor told me this is the best market around.” “i didn’t think i’d seen you.