She couldn?t put her finger on exactly what it was but it was definitely there.But right now it was his eyes that were mesmerising her. They were deep...pools of chocolately brown with a soft grey ring around the edge and they had a spark, a little flash that illuminated his whole face when he smiled at her. Like he was doing now. He held her face in both hands and spoke to her softly.?Right then, my little one; you are in my home and you will remain here until I choose to release you. Do you. As they passed the last room on their right, the sound of Jeannie's raucous laughter could be heard, and a bright light was streaming in a thin line from the bottom of the door, but they thought nothing more about it.Once in their room, Tony fell fully dressed onto the large bed, his muscular body completely relaxed as he lay on his back staring at the ceiling, his limp prick occasionally twitching in his pants as he thought about the things Jeannie would be doing in the other room with Slim.. The long curls were only partly caught up in a knot in back, and stray wisps floated around her face.“Riley?” I thought. Apparently the words didn’t make it out of my mouth. What would Riley be doing here?“Dag! Wake up. Dag!” No, not Riley. Angel. Was I going to wake up every time I thought I was dying to a beautiful woman leaning over me? I could get used to it. She was certainly lovely.My eyes were wide open now and I looked squarely into her face. I knew it was Angel, but it wasn’t the face. "Actually, I'm less of a sure thing than most people think. But the fact that men think I am is enough." I can see that." Women have it a lot easier," Sherri asserted."Well," I began. "Not all women. Let me tell you about what happened with Tina the next day..."The phone rang Wednesday evening just after dinner. It was Tina."Joe, can you meet me at the Student Union? Out front by Old Main?" Her voice carried a note of concern."Sure. Anything wrong?" No," Tina answered. "Not really." Okay. I can.