Zoua ask.“Sure you can”. I reply without hesitation.She walks into the house and toward the living room. As she walks past me I got a great view o... her curvy ass in those tight caprices. I got instantly hard.I went to the closet to the bathroom and grab her a clean dry towel. After she made a phone call I ask her to take a sit on the couch.“you want something to drink?” I ask as I scrounge through my fridge.“No, I’m fine”. She responds.I pour two cups of hot earl grey tea and head back into the. What’s the worse that could happen? She says no? “Come on, use your words.” His eyes wandered all across the room before he finally felt the urge to tell her what was on his mind. He looked into her eyes before saying, “I’d like to see you with another man.” He said it, his words hung heavy enough to be cut with a knife, as he held her gaze until she looked away. Searching for words to say, she kept her eyes glued to the carpet before looking around at the decorations that were strategically. He fed into the rumors that Rachel had left school because she was pregnant, or on drugs, sticking to them even when Cooper confronted him. That rift had only grown in high school, until he no longer recognized Cooper. He’d had the suspicion that Hunter had cared about Rachel as more than a friend, but that didn’t excuse him. Cooper shook his head. He’d probably never figure Hunter Gallagher out, and trying was a waste of time. All he could do was warn Rachel. ****** Rachel grimaced, all but. In fact they lived next door to each other. George liked the way the other half lived. She loved hanging out in my big and luxurious house. She appreciated what money could bring, including the artwork and fine fabrics and furniture and cars and, well you get the idea. She wanted money and she wanted sex.At first the idea troubled me. You see, she had been one of Charles Russell Boyle's sex toys. That pig, who unfortunately was a friend of my father's, liked to have sex with male and female.