She was prickly and sometimes haughty; occasionally a self-centered "Queen Bee" type. But she was smart and sharp and quick-witted. More than that, An...elina had seen the loneliness that was deep inside the blonde girl, the desire for friendship and someone she could count on all the time, not just when the wind blew her way. Angelina had to take a completely different approach with Paris. She knew that the hint of anything resembling pity for the hard outer shell that her home life, or lack of. She closed her eyes as she suckled, her loveobvious in each gentle tug of still pink glossed lips.Soon they both fell into a deep sleep.Chapter 5———The early morning sun was starting to light the skywhen Tamara awoke. Her little darling was stillsnuggled close, her cheek to the side of the voluptuoustit. Tamara looked down and saw a wonderful smile onthe face of Taylor. She recalled the events of thenight before. The romance, the love, the ultimatepassion. Tamara was in love. That's when he whispered in my ear "I want to taste you." For the life of me, I don't know what was said next but before I knew it we were in a hotel. He opened the door. I kicked off my shoes and sat on the bed saying, "I can't believe I'm doing this. I've never done anything like this before." (Ok, so maybe once, but that was different. Very different.) He said, "You've never been in a hotel room before? Oh baby. You're going to have a wonderful time." I started to relax. He went to the. "I re-adjusted the back lace; pulling it tighter as she requested; thentied a knot, and we both had a good look. Working to her directions, Iadjusted the different small laced sections, and moulded her hip lineuntil it was smooth and rounded. She sat down, and stood up severaltimes; and then bent forward. After she had done that she carefullybent over to left and right, as far as she possibly could. This hadthe effect of moving the frame slightly, and bedding it in. Followingher sequence of.