He liked her looks right away anyway, but she didn't seem particularly friendly. She was very quiet and fairly unreceptive to any suggestions people m...de. She didn't want anything to drink, she wanted to keep her jacket on, she didn't want to play winner.So Ryan instead focused his attentions on the Melissa girl, who had been flirting with him somewhat, but it soon became obvious that she had something going with one of the sophomores. The bitch (as he called her mentally during that first. My legs, my tits, my figure? I love the fact that men find me sexy in parts and in the whole. But ultimately I love being loved because I expect it to get me fucked. Growing up, becoming pretty, than sexy, dating, petting, maybe marriage, are all possible foreplay. Getting pregnant, having babies, growing old is the aftermath. What a pity that there have been women who died old maids and missed the point of it all – getting fucked in the middle of the story!In fact, I’d love to make. Too bad for Charles Sean wasn’t standing there any more. Sean sidestepped the larger man easily and tripped him with his foot. Charles lost his balance and fell face forward right into a waiter with a tray of red wine, which sent a fount of red right onto Charles dark gray suit. The clatter from the shattering crystal and silver tray drew everyone’s attention where Charles stood amidst the mess, Sean had taken several tactful steps into the crowd already with Elizabeth perched on his arm.. . I left the bedroom. When I heard the door open I waited for another 15 minutes to give her time to dress and then I wandered in. “Are you looking forward to the banquet? “Uhhh... what?” she said. “I asked if you were looking forward to the evening?” She looked at me as if I had asked her if she was going to rob a bank. She snapped “NO! I hate these things! What's your problem? I've told you that!!” Geeeeeezzzzzz..... that is a woman on edge! “Hey, wait.. did I deserve that?” I.