" I hope to be able to sell these some day, Honey." Well, I'm going to let this kid into the house. But when I bing the intercom, I want you to come u... and meet him like a caring father." I will, just bing."When she left the basement, Phillip felt for her. Being without a mother must be terrible. And it wasn't that he was uncaring, it was that he couldn't really relate to girls. But, another device he was working on required fine tuning so he slid easily back into his work and tinkering. He had a fair complexion and had a well-shaped beard. (I have a soft corner for bearded guys).He was medium-built, but I could tell from his physique, that he worked out. I liked his bio too, so I swiped him right. We went straight to the point.Both of us agreed that neither of us wanted a serious relationship, and we were both looking for a mind-blowing sexual relationship.When I shared my fantasies with him, unlike my ex-bf, he got more interested in me.Tushar: Girl! You have got an. She went and bought a new LP that had a Charleston on it to celebrate.In January Becca was approached by a fashion house in Harrogate. They had seen her in the Brain catalogue and wanted her to model evening wear. It would be a two day affair: choosing and fitting outfits the first afternoon with the photography the following day. The latter could go on late so she would be put up in a hotel for two nights. The company would pay for her train ticket and meet her at the station. She would be. Now, maybe not so bad after all.He go too bad Een, I go not so, goodby good, hello better. Riis smile me. Hand touch my hair, gentle. I press head to palm, he stroke. Riis lean down, I lift head. Warm lips touch. Almost drop books.Never feel this, really no really. With Jona-shit, sometime I sigh for luv. With Riis, heart pound, belly flutter, feel faint. So sudden. Two days back, no idea this. Now all is Riis-Riis-Riis. Truluv? Not know. More luv than ever before, ya. I no care if truluv..