I love you baby." As I walked out of his office, "I love you too." I saw his dad in the hallway. I walked up and said, "Here, John said hand these to ...ou." "Thanks, I didn't know you were coming in." "Oh, I just stopped in to bring him lunch." "Alright, I'll see ya later." I walked out of the building, and headed home. I saw I had a text from John, I smiled as I saw his words, 'I can't focus, I just keep replaying you and me in my office. You better be ready when I get home.' I knew he was. She doesn’t know, Connie thought. She doesn’t know how hurtful this sounds. It's twisted, but she's just saying these things because she thinks they'll help me. She clung to those thoughts while getting out dessert forks for the pie. "Ben doesn't strike me as the type who cares about those things," Lydia went on. "He seems very laid-back, very accepting of things. Of course, I'm sure being in a war zone gives you a perspective on things that the average person doesn't get." "Knock it off, Mom,. “Hey, all the Gringa Putas are hairless around their cunts too, baby! They aren’t permitted to look like grown women because nasty men like to see their slits!” Carmen sat with her legs parted and exposed her crotch. She was wearing panties, but we could see her pubes and thick pussy lips through the thin panty material.“We are going to keep her natural,” Victor seemed annoyed and impatient, but he didn’t get angry or yell.“Why not? Then you can see her fat pussy lips and pull them like taffy,”. Misty followed suit.Lynn had on a camisole top held up by two narrow spaghetti straps, which seemed to float over her breasts. The bright red material looked to be feather light and was nearly translucent, exposing the tops of her breasts and the beginnings of her cleavage. It draped over their soft curves and hung loosely about half way to her navel. She wore red pasties to cover her black areolas and nipples to keep them from standing out under the near translucent material. A matching.