He desired her dreadfully, but his pride would not allow him to even venture there, not until she surrendered to him. He continued with his work, shut...ing her from his mind. He also knew that the crew were falling over themselves over her, sparking a new found emotion of jealousy. Ava felt excitement but at the same time a smouldering disappointment. She was increasingly awkward with Mendoza. In the few months she had been married and out and about, she learnt a lot about herself and the power. The lift man was not resting in pump room. He was not alone there. He was with a small boy. I took my position behind a parked car to hide my presence from them. I could see clearly what was going on in the pump room and the lift man was seems to be assured that no one will come to the pump room side at this time.The boy was about 5'', very fair complexion, with a lean slim body. He was about 14 - 15 years old cute boy.The boy was sleeping on the floor, on his back. The lift man was completely. John nodded.“I got a quick taste of it from Maranga. It is delicious, Raka.”“Sheila and I worked out what was going to be the best taste for a flavoured water. She called it a limonade without the limon.”“Lemon, I think is the pronunciation, but I see what she meant. It has a sort of tangy taste to it.”“It is a combination of tastes from two plants; from the flowers and seeds. We must have tried loads and loads of plants to find the best flavours for the drink.”“Yes, Sheila would be applying. He gave her shoulders a gentle shove, then, leaning over her as she fell onto her back beneath him. Immediately, her legs were up, entwined around his waist. He kissed her deeply again before trailing his lips to her jawline, then her neck, finding that he had somehow overlooked taking the damned shirt off her. He pulled back, dragging it a little roughly over her head, the motion pulling her ponytail loose. Ken reached up and removed the tie from her hair, tossing it on the nightstand and.