I put them in a dozen bars, one in each stall. I would go in from time to time to check on them. At first there were no tributes, so I started leavi...g my own so they would get the idea. That did the trick. When the photos were covered, but still showed faces and easily showed what they were doing, I took them down, put them in several large shopping bags in hopes of keeping them from sticking together. More than a few bartenders smiled and told me they had done tributes and told others. “Your spousal equivalents have explained to us that you don’t expect or want to be rewarded for what you did for us. Whether or not I agree with them, I promised that I wouldn’t reward you,” she said.“I do, however, expect to find myself in your bed, under you, simply because you make me melt when I’m near you,” she growled seductively. She was still growling when her lips mashed against mine.“I’ll make you a deal,” I offered when she let me come back up for air. “Once all of your tests for. We logged off for the night.The next week when we logged on she did not have a robe. She had on this sheer pink nightie that hugged the curves in her body like a glove. One strip was hanging down her arm. The sight was amazing, I was speechless. After a few second I managed to say wow don’t you look good tonight. She stood up and turned around slowly, letting me admire her tight and hot body. She put one leg in the chair to show me her smooth, white tanned thighs and legs. She asked me what. ) However, there was one person that came there that will always remain in my mind and in my heart. She was a beautiful little girl with 2 sisters and a battered mom. The mom and the one destined to become a writer became friends very quickly, and the baby took up most of their time. I am not saying that she was not a good mom, because she was an excellent mom. She cared for all of her children, and she tended to them like a mom should. But I think that the other women in the shelter harbored.