"I know it's a huge thing to ask, but we would be forever grateful if you would consider helping us start a family. You seem like exactly what we are ...ooking for, we want a mixed c***d with fair skin and light features." My head was spinning by now. "I can't - I'd be liable." I said. "We would never disclose who you are, besides you'll be out of the country by the time a c***d is born." she replied. I told her I really didn't think it was something I could do. "Please, we don't have any other. .. “ Amber trailed off. We were on the top deck where the view of the marina and lake was spectacular. I took in the view for a minute, waiting for her to finish her thought. “It’s just what?” I asked when she didn’t speak. “It’s not what I had in mind for this trip. That’s all.” “I know. It’s not what we signed up for when we agreed to this trip. I told you that from the start,” I said. “Sex with others wasn’t my reason for contacting Ron. The ad said platonic.” “I know. It’s been years.... Why would you remember that? It’s not important.But maybe you’re right. If not your first words, then your first thoughts of someone are more important. Thinking someone is cute or funny or obnoxious will affect how you perceive them. So let’s start over.Lying in bed, naked as the day she was born is a nineteen-year-old girl. Her name is Acele Vittulainen. A Cinderella girl. Not the glass slipper princess, the dishwasher with mice for friends with huge glasses over myopic brown eyes. Her hair. Fortunately she was a bit of a health nut and her abdomen was flat and sexy; a navel ring or dangle added to the overall allure she projected when she was not running errands and scheduling meetings for Amanda or Monique.Monique had mentioned several times in his hearing that Michelle would make the perfect buyer for her London office, but Michelle did not want to go back to England for reasons that she would not go into, so she worked in Paris and did the things that were expected of her and.