”“But we work on your house on Sundays.”“I know. We can skip a day. I think it is important that we check on our businesses. It’s been more ...han a month since we’ve looked at the books.”“It’s hard to believe it has been that long. It feels like we did it yesterday.”“It’s been a while.”“I hope we’re not bankrupt.”“I’m sure she would have told us if we were going bankrupt.”Tim used up the last of the batter and carried the plate of pancakes out to the table. They sat down and ate without talking.. He wiggledher toes, the bright red nail polish shimmering back at her. She slowlymassaged her breasts. Soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips. Unlike herrough, hectic, lustful thrashing of Christmas night, her hands moved moreslowly. Each squeeze of those delicious lumps sent shivers through her.He cock twitched in it's soft prison. One hand snuck downwards and intothe panties. She gently caressed her clitoris. "Aah, ahh," she moaned.This was unlike anything she had experienced before. His. This is something very new in Chennai thanks to the global warming anyway the sprawling house a couple of blocks away from the office of the former Chief Minister on the Lloyds road. The early morning rain was slowing down, as Ranjini looked out of the window, the splattering of water coming from her bouncing off her window sill, a clear indication that she needed to get up and close the window. Ranjini age 39 stood tall at 5.7 and weighed around 65 kilograms the blessed wife of the city’s. Then two...three...ten...nothing. I don't know too much about ghosts; I've always been pretty neutral on the subject of their existence. But wasn't there supposed to be a gust of wind? A drop in temperature? It would have been easy to tell in this sweatbox, but nothing. My heart sank a little. I guess I'm just another horny college student with an overactive imagination.I pushed the thoughts out of my mind. Mystery solved, there was nothing more to it. Now, if I wanted any hope of getting a.