" also if, naturally, i did a bit pretend of nothing, also i couldn't at not to think about it :-P. It was summer when i came to my house with a frien..., a little later, when us about to exit, my sister arrives and ask me a commission and she had an habitual tunic for house, white, a little wrinkled, with the effect close-up indeed, with the form of the tits that was good and then that tunic seemed to be a bit neutral namely seemed white and a bit transparent because when I, instinctively look. Two snippets of overheard conversation were to tell me that some bastard was pulling my bleeding chain and I got really out of my pram over it. Alone they meant almost nothing; together those snippets were to lead to the shit hitting the fan in the biggest possible wayThe first I overheard by the lifts one day. I was carrying three file boxes full of paper and I stepped to one side so that the people in the lift could get out before I went in. But, as the two guys exited the lift one was saying. He heard the laboured breathing and laid his ear to Eamon’s chest and heard the puncture. ‘His ribs are intae his lungs, we’ll need tae set those first. Lads, help hold him, while I get his bones back t’gether.’ Braedon guided the boys through each way he wanted them to pull, feeling the fracture with his fingers. When the ends came together, he had them ease off slowly, while he kept hold of the bones making sure they didn’t move. Eamon’s breathing eased and he drew in a clearer breath.. ’ A small tear seeped from beneath tightly shut eyelids and Frieda felt the pity well up in her. ‘Cassie, you’re beautiful,’ she said, gently laying a hand on Cassie’s shoulder. ‘And it doesn’t matter either way. Chris loves you, he really loves you! He makes mistakes, I know that better than most, but trust me Cassie, don’t let him make that mistake by leaving.’ Cassie shook her head and resumed packing. Frieda sighed and walked out of the office, her heart heavy. Well, she had tried. As she.