We were laying in my bed when I complained, "Corey I'm hot. Will you turn the fan on?" He looked down at me. "Sure." He got up and turned on the s...itch to the ceiling fan. Then he went over to the rotating fan by my bed and turned it on as well. He laid back down with me. I smiled at him, "Thank you." And I gave him a kiss on the cheek. We watched the end of Made of Honor, my favorite movie. "That is so sweet. I wish somebody would love me that much." I said when it ended. Corey. There is no way he could pass a lineup. Hecalled HR and told them he was not feeling well and was taking a sickday.There had been a short snippet on the evening weekend news about thecasino searching for a mystery girl. He hadn't paid much attention tothe news article and he wished now that he had. It seems that he had afalse sense of security.He took his time driving home, not wanting to explain his earlyarrival.In the meantime, Beckie was at home making tea for her best friend.Because of. I decided she deserved much more than kissing and petting. I raised my hands and lifted her easily until her butt was on the granite counter, still kissing her madly. Then I let my fingers trace along her spine again, moving slowly lower as I moved my kisses from her lips to her neck and collar bone.I kissed and licked my way to the strap of her bra, and then kissed my way lower until I reached the cup with my lips. I teased my tongue along the line of fabric, and ran my fingertips around until. Besides, it was a perfect fit for the mid-1800’s heroin in the romance novel she’d just started reading. As Ileeana lay back against the pillows, the words of the second chapter began to float from the pages. Two and a half years ago, a few of Leeann’s friends had invited her to a party hosted by some business associates. She had reluctantly agreed to go, knowing that it probably would be boring as hell, with all the men off together discussing business and all the women talking about the.