Add to the fact that she was well known to mess around with guys casually, though just as many guys failed to capture her attention. Plus, without Nic...le, Kenny was sure their little group never would have been created, the girl had befriended all of them and made sure to constantly invite them all to different parties or events she was going to.Anna, on the other hand, had gone the straight and narrow in high school, always wearing rather conservative clothing that hid her decently busty chest. FBI, IRS, even DEA agents and an assortment of Chicago police detectives had ringed the room in an obvious attempt at intimidation. The pecking order was easily discerned by the cut of suits, running from polyester to off the rack wool blends to even a couple of handmade ensembles; haircuts ranged from around-the-kitchen-table jobs to fifty dollar boutique cuts. The neckties were an even more obvious standard of measurement. I sip my bourbon and jack on my hard, anxious cock as I watch Lateshay. " Ok, you win." I knew I would, Doc. Tell Jasmine and Rena where I am and that I hooked him."We could hear Doc muttering to himself as he left. Soon it was all quiet again. "What's this 'hooked him' business. Am I a fish?" You're a lot of things. You're a little boy, a warrior, a man lost, but a fish? No, not that. I was coming in the door when Jasmine hugged you yesterday. I was coming in to check on you but didn't want to interrupt. I just wanted it to be me and not her you were hugging. I. ”Sara blushed, chuckling, “Well, I suppose.”“Um, I’m nothing but professional,” said Becca, raising an eyebrow, “and I’m sure this one here saves the ‘charm’ for her boyfriend back home.”Sara looked down at her feet and flexed an ankle back and forth across the sand. She knew her friend meant well but something about the tone in her words made it sound like an accusation of being too prudish. In fact, before Ben came into the picture she would have described herself as quite the opposite, had.