I could easily hear his voice telling me that I was pretty, but this was with his normal voice, the voice that constantly reminded me when I was awake...that he loved me. He seemed to find a prettiness in me when I was ugly, and as the pounds started to shed, his demeanor didn't really change. He still continued to tell me that I was pretty, but when he looked at me, he wasn't looking at my body; he was looking in my eyes. When he told me he loved me, he wasn't telling it to his Pygmalion that he. "I'm not all that active," she said pressuring me just a little."Alright come on let's take a look." The reason I went along was to see her reaction to the place. I showed her the unit we designated as number one. I opened up and let her walk around. I watched her as she moved through the apartment. She seemed just so, so with it and I was fine with that. As I said to her, I had older people in mind not active young people."You are right it is small, so how much are you planning to charge for. Jessica se da cuenta que el hombre se mueve, parece que está soñando, decide acercarse con sigilo, poco a poco se acerca y se da cuenta que el hombre dormido está completamente desnudo y tiene una erección.-¡su puta madre!-susurra JessicaJessica ve una enorme polla que se mueve sola entre las piernas del hombre, Jessica sonríe mientras llega junto al hombre dormido, mira otra vez su polla, ve como se agita, mira al hombre a la cara, ve como los ojos cerrados del hombre se mueven de un lado a. I smiled at her. First because her beauty was naturally pleasing and second because her appearance indicated that she was a person of importance, not the maid or serving wench I had first taken her for.Her dress was made of red silk, with a matching jacket of sorts split in the middle, worn over her skirt. If there were any doubts of her wealth and status, the amount of gold brocade on the jacket and the lace adorning her sleeves would have dispelled the question.“But please, je m’excuse for my.