She was drying her hair with a towel and didn’t notice him looking at her, so he took the opportunity to look her up and down. Her red pajama shorts...barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks, and her black v-neck top hung loosely on her. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so things were moving very freely. “Hey, thanks,” she turned and saw him sitting on the couch. “I feel really refreshed after that.”“Airplanes make me feel gross, too, so I understand,” Phoenix needed to calm himself down or he’d be. He was agreeing to a commitment of 6months of treatment for FIS... according to the treatment outline of the hospital. "Is 6 months really necessary?", he asked. She was stern when she looked back at him. "We have found that to be the minimum for full treatment". Aaron couldn't believe he was actually doing this... but he signed and handed the papers back. "Wonderful Erin... welcome aboard". This didn't make him feel much better. He took the English copy with him to his room and read it over. Now 18 and in her final year of school, Emma and her friends were busy with studying and achieving good results to get them into colleges. Emma was unsure if she would go home to Sydney for university or remain in Paris, either way she needed good marks even just to prove to herself it was worth it. This meant she had little time for dating but she did manage to refine her skills of tantalizing the boys who lived in the apartment across the courtyard, Pierre and Serge. Meeting Serge Pierre and. ..I didn't really care. I stroked myself off into the seat of her undies then tucked them under her pillow as a little surprise reminder of me.Content, I tucked myself back into my pants and left the room. As soon as I stepped out of the door I saw Emma standing there in the hall.“What were you doing in Lizzy's room?” she asked, her eyes filled with suspicion.I spouted off the first lie that came into my head. “Um, I got bored so I was going through her stuff,” I said and shrugged.She looked at.