The sabotage didn't work. The State 9boys didn't get the job done, and the Secretary blames Tex. Tex had herAdvisor's pad right in his hands. He fucke... it up. He could have giftedanything. Why just the lube? Why not more? Why not spend all of thebitch's gift money and really fuck their chances of winning?"Well, it didn't seem like the right thing to do..." Tex says to her inthat stupid drawl that no longer sounds at all charming."Right thing to do!" she screams at him, poking a finger into his. As Nikki continued her descent, I gawked at the sensuous sway of her hips beneath her skirt and noticed the expensive-looking pair of four-inch stilettos that graced her feet. A delicate silver chain hugged one of her thin brown ankles.My gaze slithered up to her face again, and I became totally mesmerized. Her dark-pink lipstick emphasized the natural allure of her lips and contrasted well with her olive complexion. Her eyes were made up with dark-blue mascara, her lashes thickened and. His chocolate colored eyes were pulling her into his essence. His hair was braided to his waist. Fine chiseled features made him breath with a large muscular chest that heaved outward and inward.. His hands were hands of a good soul. A man with nothing to fear. Well, until he crossed paths with this beautiful creature. The chief watched these seconds and smiled River Hawk was for the first time smitten with another woman. It had been to long for his son not to be happily married. His laughter. He says, “Ladies, you all led such wonderful lives, that I’m granting you six months to go back to Earth and be anyone you want.” The first nun says, “I want-a to be Sophia Loren” and poof! she’s gone. The second says, “I want-a to be Madonna” and poof! she’s gone. The third says, “I want-a to be Sara Pipalini.” St. Peter looks perplexed. “Who?” he says. “Sara Pipalini” replies the nun. St. Peter shakes his head and says “I’m sorry but that name just doesn’t ring a bell.” The nun then takes a.