They watched 60 minutes, they slept. Robert woke early Monday, he exercised alone, and then called her office at 8am sharp."Franklin, Robert Mason, ye... got back into town on Friday. Thanks, and I appreciate that. Certainly however the reason I called, well two reasons. I wanted to send a contract by so you could take a look at it and give me some advice. Right on the Houston thing. Second thing, Sherri was horseback riding on Saturday with me, and well, she took a spill. No she's all right,. “Cal, you want to do well, don’t you? Otherwise you’re going to end up working at McDonald’s your whole life and you wouldn’t like that, would you?” “As if,” he snorted. “My parents are loaded. As if I even have to work. Or finish uni.” “Just because your parents are wealthy it doesn’t mean you shouldn’t do something meaningful, Cal. I really don’t like that attitude. And if I hear you saying something so bratty and arrogant again you may come to regret letting it leave your lips. Do we. Everyone laughed at him as he nearly choked on his own vomit and ran away crying because he's such a massive bitch. Fortunately, before he made it back home, a bodybuilder picked him up and threw him into a beehive. Nevel was allergic to bees, so he tried to get away without getting stung, but they got him, and everyone laughed at him more.When Miranda finally got to the studio, she found that Jennette was already there. "Jennette!" Miranda ran up and embraced Jennette, her bare tits rubbing on. She reached over and picked up a piece of ice out of the champagne bucket. She slowly guided the ice around her lips and down her chin all while looking at me. It was the two of us in that section of the restaurant, alone, she had my full attention. She trailed the ice down her chest and cleavage licking out her tongue, then back up to her mouth. She played with the ice in her fingers with her tongue, flicking and sucking on it. Watching her made the temperature rise between my thighs. I.