I welcomed her tongue into my mouth and spent the next couple of minutes exploring her mouth until I slowly drew away from her and led her into the ho...se. For a few moments I paused to admire her frame, she was skinny with light blonde hair and b-cup breasts. The perfect package for a 5' 9”, 13 year old athlete that weighed about 134 lbs of nothing but muscle due to football, rugby and martial arts. I let a sigh escape my lips before I broke the news, and after I had finished my short. I few times, I saw her head turn away from my direction at the last second. Could this actually happen? By this point, a lot of people had left, and it was only Becca and I, and the clarinets. "Well, I gotta go, Matt," Becca said, patting my back. "Good luck out there, friend." I watched her walk to the door, and leave the room. I had to admire our current relationship. At first we were acquaintances, then I was her enemy, but now it seems like we were forming a friendship. You know, one of. ”He finished cooking the bacon and taters, then some eggs. “Should we wait?” he asked.“Nah,” I told him, “she won’t eat too much anyway.” Maybe this guy looked like a male model straight out of Playgirl magazine or maybe a Chippendale dancer and could fuck my wife like she’d never been fucked before, but there were a lot of things he didn’t know about her, like the fact she didn’t care much for bacon and fried potatoes. Just that silly thought alone brought a small smile of satisfaction to my. Within 2 years from graduating and immediately landing the job at the agency, Anni had become the youngest member of the creative team that was responsible for national and international corporate clients. She was also the only woman on the team. While she immersed herself in her work, Taebo at gym provided her with much needed stress relief. This is where she met Brian. ‘I can’t be late for lunch preparations’, Anni thought desperately. A bag of salads went flying towards Jack’ s head. Jack.