Her top was a red halter with ties behind the neck, but also visible – in a sexy way – were the straps of the black under-wired bra which was ensu...ing that her breasts were pushed together and lifted up so as to be as eye-catching as possible. At present, her chest was partly hidden by the old and battered leather jacket that completed her ensemble, at the moment unzipped and hanging wide open in the slight breeze.There were eight bikes, but only a dozen women around them, either seated on the. To my surprise it was a picture i wonder why she sent a picture i thought opening it to see her in a skimpy little pink bikini? I was confused why did she send me this. Then i got a text oh my gosh I'm sorry joe i meant to send that to Drew not you plz delete that. It made since now i replied with its okay and yeah I'll delete it. I went to delete it but i found my self looking at it for a second damn i thought she is a curvy little foxx finding my self starring at the cleavage that the small. She fell asleep still hearing them. It was a very quiet Bitsy that joined Marluxion, the next afternoon. "You ok? Mar," Bitsy asked, watching him sit for hours, tapping his talons together, "I'm fine, my dear, just a bit of a headache. if I appear testy, my apologies." Keeping her smile behind her hand she said "I was just worried about you, that's all."Marluxion watched Bitsy flipping through book after book, muttering to herself. "What exactly are you looking for? he asked. Without looking. .a fruit juice?” Another half-smile played across Veronica’s lips.” “You do find making decisions a little difficult, Lucy, don’t you. How about you just let me decide for you?” I nodded again, with a feeling of dependency and vulnerability washing over me like an inevitable tide once more. As Veronica left to get the drinks, my mind started to question itself all over again. Why had I always been so timid? Why did I find making decisions so difficult? Why, in spite of my academic success, did.