“You got an ass on you, girl. If your boy doesn’t fuck it every damn night, call me and I will.”Bending down, he fills his hand with one meaty c...eek. She’s all pale skin and soft curves, unblemished, pretty in an innocent, alluring way. Hugo understands why a girl like her would tell on his boys, too naïve to know better. Now, if she survives tonight, she is guaranteed to never make the same mistake again. But he would be lying if he said he doesn’t enjoy punishing her.Looking at her firm and. I hope she knows who the father is this time. After a few more drinks and a lot of dancing I decide to call it a night and ascend to the bedroom to collect my jacket. Opening the door I notice the curtains are slightly open, exposing a beautifully clear night. I make my way to the window and rest my arms on the ledge as I stare up to the bright stars and go off into my own little world. I’ve always been a bit of a fan of astronomy and love admiring the constellations. As I mentally spot and. She do not directly look at anyone but cunningly watches everything which I could understood that.Initially i was not speaking with her. Once when I was in room, her child was playing in balcony. The child came into my room and started to play with the things in my room. she saw that and left her child there and went for her kitchen works. As she and her child used to be there in most of the time. After sometime she came and took child from room by asking from outside. Slowly I started to talk. The nailer only jammed once, and it was easy to clear, so by noon of the second day I had installed the transition strip at the doorway, between the wood and the carpet. I filled the finishing nail holes in the courses next to the walls that couldn't be nailed through the tongue like most of them. The baseboards, already cut and stained, fit like a precision jigsaw puzzle and looked fabulous, once I had filled the nail holes and sealed the gaps at the top of the board.The paint touch up took.