Phileas Fogg was, indeed, exactitude personified, and this was betrayed even in the expression of his very hands and feet, for in men, as well as in a...imals, the limbs themselves are expressive of the passions. He was so exact that he was never in a hurry, was always ready, and was economical alike of his steps and his motions. He never took one step too many, and always went to his destination by the shortest cut, he made no superfluous gestures, and was never seen to be moved or agitated. He. Wheather that was because she was mad or turned-on, I couldn't tell. Turning to me she said, "Deal."My first five cards were four deuces and a queen. I tossed the queen and picked up an ace. I groaned for effect, like I had not filled the hand I was looking for. When all cards had been dealt, Claire had a pair of sixes, Jason had a three threes and Debbie had three jacks. "I've got two pairs," I announced. Debbie's excitement showed, her three-of-a-kind beating my two pair. "I have a pair of. Jennifer searched hours on social media websites looking for Jason, but she was never able to find him. Not a day went by where she did not wonder how he was doing.Their class reunions went by, and Jason never attended. There was no address for him, so no one knew where to send the invitation. Jennifer attended every one, in hopes her friend would surprise her with his presence.After retiring from the military, Jason entered the civilian life. Single for almost fifteen years, he had accumulated. "What... what is it? Is Tamera all right? I mean--" Oh, yes," McDonald said with a chuckle. "Don't worry about the kids. I think they're at one of their friend's house, swimming or something." He waited as Carla shut the door and ushered him into the living room. "Fine place you have here, Mrs. West. Fine place." And a fine hunk of woman, too, he thought to himself. His penis lurched in his pants as he eyed the lovely young mother of the girl his son had screwed silly last night with.