Well, I did not let him take the first ones. They were of me bound. After those, which he took without my permission, I let him take the ones of us to...ether, using a delay timer on his Nikon.I got them all back when we spilt up. I thought.It had been a hell of a week. Many longs hours, many pointless meetings, even a court date in which the judge ate me out big time. By Friday at four, when I trudged back into my office to wrap up a bad week, I was exhausted and ready for a hot bath and cold. He looked good, fit and youthful. His hair was still cut short and he was clean-shaven. He wore a blue t-shirt and khaki shorts and carried a duffle bag."Jason!" he called out and shook my hand firmly. "Good to see you!" Good to see you, too." Nervous?" he asked."A bit," I admitted."That's only natural." You want to clean up?" I asked. "Long car ride and all." Definitely," he said.We went inside and Tim complimented our house, taking in the minimalist modern décor.Rachel came down the stairs. I realized that without him, I may not have pulled it off, but because of his help, I may get my partnership!I looked at Jennifer, and realized the tremendous pressure she'd been under to get the document done with the strain from the extra hours she'd put in. I told her to take the rest of the week off, she'd earned it. While she argued a bit and told me it was okay, I could see that she was appreciative of the break.As we were talking, John stepped in to say that he was going to take me for a. Within a few breaths you have claimed it. Your delicate touch steels it with resolve. Our kisses open up, lips wrapped against each other. We squelch out the resistance ebbing in our minds, spurred by the incessant beats of our hearts. Our tongues entwine and dance dousing any lingering hesitancy yet they are unable to find relief from the thirst burgeoning in our throats. I raise my head and brush the hair away from your face to take as much of you in as I can with my eyes. You’re beautiful,.