. I can understand her perfectly when she gives me the silent treatment. Her body language has less of an accent than her mind does!" "I don't think I...want to translate what that word means." "Eb! How is it you can understand Hungarian all of a sudden!?!" "I thought you said you could read her body?" "It's my wife's body!" "Oh, in that case: I'm just reading the subtitles." "What!??!" "There, in front of her. Can't you read them? They're in English." "There's nothing there!!" Mr. Douglas. She was tall with long slender legs and a real nice round ass, small titties with huge pinky size nipples. Her hair was long and brown and she threw it around a lot. She was pretty and had a big friendly smile. A few months after she started working I told her about the divorce my wife and I were about to get. I had to find a place to stay. She had been flirting since she started but I thought that's what she does, but no. She asked me if I would move in with her. She didn't know anyone and. I put one of my hand on his mouth. I said to him keep quite. He then pulled my face to his mouth & kissed me on my lips. I was waiting for this moment since long. I just responded eagerly & replied his kiss with passion keeping my hand gripping his shaft. He embraced me tightly and made me lie with him. He started raining kisses on my mouth, cheeks, lips, chin, throat & at one jerk he tried to remove my shirt. I said wait. I put off my shirt hurriedly. He turned to me & started kissing my rock. "How'd he get that handle anyway?" Duran asked in passing."In Iraq. The approach to Baghdad airport required a corkscrew descent over protected airspace to avoid missile fire from insurgents around the perimeter. He took the maneuver to the extreme, usually banking heavy jets over sixty degrees on his spirals - scared the shit out of most of the visiting brass and Washington dignitaries, but he never took a hit, and picked up the nickname in the process. The guy's a real alpha. Takes everything.