" Revanche took a large sheet of paper and a pencil and made a rough sketch of the cottage. Laurel smiled as she peeked around the corner seeing Raimi...and Revanche with their heads together making the changes to the cottage that would make Raimi happy but also allow room for the dragons.Revanche sat on the edge of the pool watching Raimi swim, it had been over a month since she had lost the baby and had not once mentioned it, the pools in the pool room were now larger including an oil pool, the. I smiled at her. “Thank you, Mom, this has been a great day.” Mom simply nodded, smiled, and leaned in to kiss her only son.The great day lasted into the evening and through the night. Most of it was me watching my mother and the two other women. I was able to fuck teacher Chelsea once more and Mom twice after the others left for their respective homes.I did not get to screw Jennifer though as both of the older women felt she deserved an event of her own and not just second or third efforts.. However,she had more elegance in her appearance as compared to the computerexpert. Long blonde tresses which would always be tied up in a ponytailwhenever she was on the field, along with deep-blue eyes behind thinglasses which were sitting on top of her upturned nose, she was aninstant hit on social media when she first posted her fascination withthe paranormal. The things which set her apart from the other 'ghosthunters' was the main purpose of her investigation. Holding a degree inquantum. She'd tried writing Christmas songs, but they'd all seemed too treacly, and had decided that the traditional carols were the best. Instead of writing new songs, she and Lila had tried making their own versions of their favorites, and "Do You Hear What I Hear?" was the one they'd liked best. So, Emma thought. She sat down and winced at the sound of her first chords. I can't write Christmas songs, but I can write a song for the man who helped me find my songs again. x-x-x-x Luke yawned and.