.. Yes it is. How did you know about that one?" was Hanson's startled reply."My Grandfather asked for my input on that one." answered Greg. "He said t...e government was hesitant about the cost, but when I pointed out that if the Corporation opted for ten percent of the residual profit for the next twenty-five years, the net profit coming in would be half again as much as what he needed to drop the cost by."Mr. Hanson's mouth hung slack for a moment as he listened to Greg. "You mean you were the. I could only say, “You look like a doll. I have no words to explain. You look gorgeous. I just want to make love to you.” She blushed a little and came closer to me.Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered, “The doll is all yours, baby, love me, fuck me, I am all yours.” I pulled her closer, and we started kissing. It was a very passionate kiss. We were literally eating each other. I pressed her ass in between.After some time, she inserted her hands inside my t-shirt and pulled it. It was the first time anyone had ever come to her defense, and it made her feelings toward Lars grow stronger. Even though she would never go to one of his parties, just knowing that she was welcome made her smile. Having Lars tell off his bimbo squad girlfriend put a small spring in her step as she walked home, forgetting about her tutoring session.The following Monday at school, Agatha was sure that everyone was gossiping about her. The sidelong glances and subtle gestures were a dead. One day, my mother suggested me to jog in the park nearby for controlling my anger. As I like to keep fit, I visited the park that evening at about 6’O clock. That was the best decision I have ever made.I saw here there, she must have been around 39-42 years old, wearing salwar kameez, with her dupatta tied around her waist, walking fast. She was gorgeous. She was slightly dark, had big eyes, with Kajal around them and a small bindi. I was completely mesmerized by her body, her extremely.