An apartment this size would have cost a month's salary in New York and she doubted the prices in Paris were any less steep. And here he was saying he...'dabbled?' She was beginning to think that dabbling paid better than working for a living, at least if this was any indication."What this dump? With its chrome appliances? And stellar view? Did I mention the satellite TV? No? Hmm, well, anyway, like I said, I dabble. I have sold a couple of books, I trade favors with those that have something I. "Betty?" he rasped.Her smile was wry. "I know ... it's hard to believe. I wanted to wait and give this to you in little bites, but Frannie let her mouth run as usual." You're my daughter?" he moaned.She nodded, smiling wider now, glad that he seemed to be coping with the idea."But in there..." he waved a hand toward the upstairs, "when I woke up..."Betty blanched and then flushed furiously as she realized he was remembering what they had been doing when he woke."We've ... uh ... well you. I don't have the heart to tell her that all I'm going to do is sit around the house in my PJs and eat ice cream. The only way I'm getting flowers or anything else is if I bring them home with me."His eyebrows lifting, Chris considered that for a moment as Alan and Kelly walked his way. The last he knew, she had been dating a guy her age for a couple of months. It didn't mean he had a chance, but at least she wasn't currently attached.Wheels turning in his head, he kept it to himself as he and. She was kissing me furiously and I loved it. I wass getting hard and it was a bit of a pain inside the pants. so as we were on the river banks and in winter at night there's only very fiew people passing by... we went behind a tree and she went down to her knese... that was really good although it was cold outside. her warm mouth was making it good. but then I was feeling embarassed and i helped her getting up, and I went down.she tasted very sweet (usualy I dislike the taste of it) but she was.