“I’m not decent!” “Okay,” came the reply. “There was a bottle of white wine in the fridge. I’ve poured us both a glass.” “Just a min...te!” I called, wrapping a short towel around me that barely covered my body before opening the door. Jake stood on the small landing with a large wine glass in his hand. He looked simply gorgeous in a tight white Polo shirt that showed off his gym-toned upper body and dark trousers that highlighted his firm buttocks. It wasn’t hard to see why the girls on the. " Sorry to tell you, but you are crazy." He said it with a mocking smile, his gaze running down to her breasts and the hard nipples, enjoying the slight wiggle with each movement."Completely nuts, eh?" Completely." There was a time when you loved that about me." Still do." Well then, show me you're still that guy walking through minefields, getting shot at by snipers and raiders in an old Super Duper Mart just to get in my pants."Jacob wanted to complain that hadn't been his main reason for. Когда мы заходили, Даша сидела на кухне и проводила нас взглядом, тихо поздоровавшись. Ира первой вошла в комнату, а меня окликнула её сестра.- Что напилась опять? – спросила она понимающим голосом.- Да, перебрала немного. Надо её спать уложить, - сказал я.- Ну, удачи! Обычно это происходит не так быстро, - с улыбкой приметила Дашка.- Я всё же попробую, - ответил я, тоже улыбнувшись.Действительно Ира спать не хотела, она полезла ко мне целоваться и повисла на шее, я хотя и поостыл к ней, но всё. We continued to date occasionally and I met her parents who seemed almost eager to pair us up. They took us out to places like the Moose Lodge for dinner on occasion. Mandy had one other thing going for her: rich parents. I started actually contemplating getting serious with this gal. Over time, Mandy even seemed to be getting serious with me. I've got a feeling I was one of the few guys she had dated that her parents approved of, and I don't even know who else she had dated. In.