“I was not aware that the Loring Neighborhood Alliance had a formal structure and had hired an attorney to take this action, but I have heard your c...ncerns. As of tonight, I am halting all redevelopment construction plans and all further condo conversions beyond the 127 that are currently permitted and in progress. I will need the official paperwork for your organization so we can negotiate your concerns legally, including the appointment of Mr. Briggs as your attorney in fact. We are now. As you make your own way to the long polished bar, you turn down most, accepted others. Still, none of the men seem to be what you need tonight. It is a busy night and the bar itself seems to overflow with patrons. Between a couple of drinks and a few dances, you work your way down to the far end of the bar and around the corner near the waitress's station. It's darker here and more isolated then the rest. Ordering a vodka tonic with a twist of lime, you survey the club. Maybe tonight you would. He gently touched my face and said, ‘You look so beautiful, Michelle.’ Randy returned my kiss, which was much deeper and more passionate. As we kissed, he loosened and took off my long black tie. My hands sliently slipped under his black short sleeved shirt to feel his hard, ripped body. We pulled apart as he unbuttoned my black ruffle-collared jacket. I took off my jacket while he unhooked my plain white corset was in front of my white blouse. He deeply kissed my lips again while his hands. Maya was halfway down the hall past the gym exit when the object of her recent obsession appeared around a corner on his way in. “Maya. I see you're keeping in shape for me,” Eric said. He looked delicious, black hair slightly tousled, already in a t-shirt which clung closely to his buff upper body. He approached quite close and put his hand on her hip, his lips at her ear. “I'll have all of you tonight,” he whispered. “Tonight?” she gasped. “I've told him I'll be away tomorrow night, not.