Maybe Blake made it too easy to be Jenny Easton.But it was so nice to drive out of the Camden suburbs on the four-lane, and watch it turn to two-lane ...ear Moffatt, just about the time that the fields and clusters of houses turned to the forests and swamps and lakes of the north woods she'd longed for over the past few months.The reality of coming home didn't reach her until she made the left turn onto the state road near Coldwater, and hit the barren home stretch going up to Spearfish Lake. It. Her scent fills the lift and my already erect cock pulses a little faster, grows fuller and wider.I look away to check the lift's progress. A few more floors to go. Damn. I could happily watch this all night... I turn back to find she's now facing me, embraced with her lover, his face still buried in the nape of her long neck. She looks at me deeply. She smiles a wickedly toothy grin and mouths a single word. ‘Watch.’She drops to her knees and pushes her lover against the back wall of the. Second, she broke up with her last boyfriend and had problems with many of the men in her life and she wanted to get away from it all and Libya was very far from it, being in North Africa. Third, she was a proud French national and teaching French would be a means of promoting her country's culture and language, despite the rest of the world becoming more and more Anglo-Saxonized and adapting the American culture due to Globalization. Fourth, Libya was a hot country and although she had never. Ryan heard the click and slammed his own receiver down. He was so pissed. He was pissed off at himself, mainly, he never meant to tell Jen what to do. Or who she could be friends with. But the idea of another guy telling Jen that he loved her forced something inside him to snap."Dammit," he muttered to himself, punching his pillow. He'd been nearly asleep when she'd called. He was so exhausted anyway, he'd worked hard that weekend and was up late last night doing his homework. I'm working hard.