. .’ He then showed me how. And for a moment, for just a second, I could hear Sylar in his voice. Yeah right, Sylvester Peters as Sylar. That’s a ...augh. Or could it? ‘Hey Sly? Is your middle name by any chance Sylar?’ I asked just in case. ‘No.’ He chuckled. ‘You thought about that to have you?’ And I wondered. I really wondered who the hell Sylar was. That Night . . . I lay in bed that night, thinking about him. Who could he be? What was his next move? When was I going to talk to him again? I. "I love hot chocolate, especially in this cold weather," Alice stated with a smile.The brunette girl zipped into the small communal kitchen outside of the dorm to pour two reusable mugs of hot cocoa, and she picked out two man-sized mugs for the yummy hot drinks.The nights were getting colder as winter swept through the beginning of January, though fortunately there was heating in the dormitory. Especially around this time of night, it was a time to shiver due to the outside cold caving into. You moan in ecstasy as he enters you, his cool body warming to a comfortable temperature. He thrusts into you, filling you with a mixture of pain and pleasure. You never imagined anything feeling this good, this intense. You grab the sheets and bite down on your lip as tears of ecstasy flow from your eyes.He continues to thrust in and out, each time going deeper and deeper. You moan with the rhythm of his body, the two of you coming together as one. You wrap your legs around his back as you. For accessories, I wore a gold bracelet and slim gold watch, nobelt and gold drop earrings about two inches long. My makeup was fairlynatural, but with a blossom coloured lip gloss and matching nails. Iwore a black coat and I had my briefcase filled with all the bits andbobs I required for the office. I was a bit weighed down as I also had anavy leather shoulder bag. I travelled by underground and walked theshort distance to the office. I handed in the paperwork to the HRDepartment and then was.