"She was talking about a makeover that excited me even more. I still hadmy doubts though. "But then it is my voice, I certainly can't hide that,it is ...oo deep to be considered as a female voice." You would be surprised how much you can modify and adjust your way ofspeaking; you must forget your normal booming voice. You will learn tospeak in softer tones, nearly whisper. You can always say that you have aproblem with your vocal chords. Then again, you are not obliged to talkthat much, simply a. My brother stands 5’ 11”, athletic build (baseball player and karate), extremely flexible, handsome, long legged and well endowed. I use to tease him saying he put most horses to shame (a little exaggeration but not much). As we peered in we saw he was alone. And the reason for the muffled moans was not because of a pillow over his mouth or a girl trying to keep quiet; it was because he had something in his mouth. Jessie peeked in first but before I could get a look, her eyes widened to the. We finished our drinks and left the coffee shop. This is usually the point where the woman thanks me for the coffee and then I never see her again. But this time was different. I walked her to her car and when I went to give her a hug, she kissed me. Not a quick peck but a full-on passionate kiss. For a second, I was taken off-guard but leaned into it as her lips felt amazing. We stood there together in the parking lot making out for what felt like forever, oblivious to the world. Her kissing. .. sense of absence ... would fade with time.Bella cooked; steak and mushroom pie, roast potatoes, parsnip, carrot and cabbage."This is really good," I paused to savour a mouthful. "I'm not keen on food that's more style than substance."Her face lit with pleasure at the praise. "Dad felt the same," then, as a shadow passed over her expression, "but at the end, he..." she trailed off. Then, pasting a determined smile on her face, "sorry, I don't want to unload my problems onto you." Bella," I.