"Fess up, Michael," she teased. "The pictures. The lurid pillow talk. The racy, provocative girls we both stare at on the streets. The porn videos we ...ike to watch together. I know you wanted to be with a hooker all along, even if you don't want to admit it. That's why you were hanging out in 'Working Girls', isn't it? Don't worry; you won't chase me away. I know what a living doll you really are. You are stuck with me now. Just tell me I am the girl of your dreams and I will be happy." No, not. I want to love you, and I would like to love you more one day, but there’s no way I can make lifelong commitments at this time.”“I know that, and I still love you. I’m not asking for more than you can give. I would rather best friends forever, than let love come between us.”“I like the way you put it. Come give me a kiss, I love my best friend, and I love your sexy body - and your long hair makes me want to ride your ass and hold your ponytail as we fuck.”“Ohhh, I love the thought of that.. I see that you have new contracts with the government, a shootout in South America and now you have your own college-style police department. I can't remember how many times I have seen you on TV in the last month. How do you have time to do all these things?" he said."I am going to have to better manage my time and delegate more of my work onto others," I replied. Then I added, "I am going to have to discuss some changes to my work schedule here with you. Seeing that you are now aware of my. “Daniel what the hell?” “Shh,” he said, his finger on my lips. One of his arms wound around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I was pressed up against his toned body and I stared up at him, my breathing heavy as he played with my lips with his fingers. His index finger lightly traced the outline of my lips and I thanked every divine being that I hadn’t worn lipstick. Really Chelle? THAT’S what you’re thinking about? “What are you doing?” I asked him, trying to pretend that I wasn’t.