One is a smile or grin, indicating how incredibly much fun the person is having while engaged in/using some product. The other is a thoughtful look. I...’s not too bad in print, but on TV they get ridiculous. I especially like (hate) the ones where somebody brushes his teeth and then grins like that’s the best thing that ever happened to him in his whole life. Look at yourself in the mirror next time you brush. Trust me, you’re not grinning like an idiot. I bet you don’t lick your teeth, either.I. She takes her hand from her ass and holds herself up. Her other hand has slowed, rubbing long circles around her clit. EMMA Fill my ass, please. I'm so fucking close. Thomas sits down Indian style behind her. Emma pushes her ass back. EMMA Thomas, please. He holds his cigarette between his lips as he unscrews the bottle of rum. Pouring it onto her ass, the liquid slides down her crack. Emma shudders. Fuck. Thomas screws the cap back on the bottle then leans into her glistening ass. Emma leans. “We’ll stay up late, watch movies and do other girly things.” I was trying to make it seem as casual as possible, and I hoped that my tone of voice was casual and nonchalant, because inside my heart was racing and my head was pounding. I couldn’t believe that I was prostituting out one of my best friend’s for my step-father. It was definitely the strangest moment of my life so far. “Okay,” said Sara, smiling in response. The look on her face told me that she didn’t suspect anything, which was. After closing the door, you stand in front of me and start to kiss me again. Your hands start to roam around my body, gently, as I press my body against yours, returning the kiss. I pull away and look deep into your eyes, as the words I could not find before suddenly come to me. ‘I love you.’ You smile again and I melt, as you start to take my clothes off… your hands gently caressing every inch of my skin. We gradually fall to the bed, and with you on top, you start to kiss me and slowly start.