When the diamond came into our possession it seemed the right thing to do was to donate it to France’s premier museum in her and her husband’s nam....”“For which I, the museum, and its director, are supremely grateful,” Courvoisier said, giving a slight bow. “And I am not a professor, Milady, but merely a part time lecturer at the Sorbonne, and Curator of Egyptian artefacts here at the Louvre.”“Jean-Woodrow tells me you are addressed as ‘Professor’ by undergraduates at the university,” Mimi. Then her heart leapt with the electric thought that maybe Mark had travelled all the way across the country just to see if she had really changed.She glanced out the window, reflexively, to see if he was standing on the sidewalk waiting for her; then chided herself for the gesture. Mark was a genius. He wouldn't do something so obvious and trite.Unless he still loved her.She glanced through the window again.When she looked back at her computer screen, she saw that she had received another. The harder he tried to forget what he just heard from his aunt’s room next door, the more restless and frustrated he became. He wished he hadn’t waked up that time and walked to the kitchen to have some water. Was it breathless moaning that he heard from his aunts room or just a fig of his imagination, he couldn’t decide. But more he thought about it, he could feel his cock getting harder. Even guilt of thinking such a thing about his uncle’s wife didn’t make his cock subside but only fuelled. I took it all in and as I was staring at her luscious 48 DD breasts she caught me and immediately pulled the shade. I think I jumped from the second floor to the ground when I saw it. I right away raced to her door to apologize and when I arrived I met her there in her robe and stocking feet. This was the first time I had seen Molly without heels and I took an immediate notice to her luscious feet. It was because of Molly that I developed my foot fetish. Her feet were old and calloused, and she.