"Holy crap," she said, then leaned in and opened the collar of his shirtand looked down, "those... wow."James pulled the pillow back against him and c...rled up tightly about thefat pillow.Elisa leaned in, thinking about something, hugging her brother andholding him for a while longer then she started playing with his hairagain."You should cut this," she said than added- "I could do it for you."James nodded, and reluctantly sat up, there was no eagerness in hisposture or appearance he just did it. So anything you can share about those plans helps us support you better.” Meaning, tell me what you want me to head up and work on, so my company can help you, because of course, I’d never jump ship; that would be unethical, right?The rest of the evening was a delicately choreographed dance, talking through the three or four new areas they were focusing research on and how it was terribly hard to get strong leadership for these areas. How the last guy hadn’t worked out, despite an annual. When I came out of my trance, it was withsome amazement I realized that my hair was only slightly damp, with anatural waviness.Thinking about styles: I had always liked the style where girls wouldweave two small braids with their front locks; and, along with the bulkof the hair, fasten them at the back with a clasp. It seemed fairlysimple, and I had bought a few decorative clasps and barrettes. Divinginto my jewellery box, I quickly found a barrette about 7cm long by 3cmwide made from silver. Sitting back on her heals she shed the waistcoat as his eager hands unbuttoned her shirt, she could feel his stiffness even through the heavy trousers, he was a fair size and rampant. She whispered, “how long since…?” he grinned, “its a week since I was home, they are full to busting, and I was just in the mood, its another two days before I get home again!” She laughed, that silvery laugh Dave knew so well, “we had best do something about that then!” she chuckled, then added I want a full.