"I think I could makeyour eyelashes pop. Plus, your gorgeous blue eyes aren't getting theattention they deserve."And without even asking my permissio..., she took out her eyelash curlerand mascara and worked on my eyes and eyebrows.A few minutes later, she stopped."Oh, and this hair. I love how long it is, but it's a bit...floppy." Yeah, it's my messy look, like 'I-just-got-out-of-bed look. Girlslove that." Some girls...but I think some product would help," She grabbed somemousse from her bag. "Of course I did," I said. "In these short weeks that you've been staying with me, you've made my house a home again instead of just a place to keep my stuff." I guess I didn't realize what I was saying. I was so used to just saying what I thought.Chavonne started crying and reached up and kissed my cheek again. This time she held the kiss longer and put her arm around my waist."Sam, can I speak to you for a moment," asked my ex wife's grating voice from behind us.I gave Chavonne the keys so. I admire you as much as I love you, Christopher West. Don’t be sorry for sharing your feelings with me, and don’t ever be ashamed of them. When we’re alone together, that’s the time when you don’t have to be stone-faced. The truth is –‘ ‘You’re scared too,’ he said, finishing my sentence. ‘Yeah, I’m scared too — probably even more than you are.’ ‘I guess that means neither of us are idiots, then.’ He kissed me and whispered, ‘I think I could face anything if you face it with me.’ My own. With moans of desire and pleasure they began sucking on her nipples, and massaging her tits with their hands. It was as if all they had left in the world were her breasts, and they would experience them until the end of time. ‘These two sluts couldn’t believe what they were seeing,’ Julius’s demon voice rang in her head. ‘They were the first to gush, so they win the booby prize!’ He grinned insanely, surely he wasn’t demanding that she laugh at his puerile joke? The two women’s hot, lusty.