She wasadorable and being with her felt so natural. "As for your preferences, my dear," I replied, "I have no issues withthem as long as they do not ...nterfere with your work or that of the otheremployees. Personally, I'm still sorting out my own and am no woman tojudge another."We chatted for another few minutes and then decided to take a ride overto CC's site, hopefully so Donna could meet Harry. We took separate carsbecause we each had plans for the rest of the day.When we arrived we. Natasha was standing there holding a tray with a coffee on it "Your coffee sir" she said quite loudly for the benefit of anyone caring to listen and brushed straight past me giving me a wicked smile, I closed the door she put the tray down on the table, she stood by the bed the bed and looked at me purring in her sexy accent "I don't have long I only have an hour”, as I looked at her I thought she must be twenty two or twenty three and about five foot one tall and very petite, she began. "Tim was hurt hearing her say that for how much he defended hisdaughter's right to wear whatever she wanted. How many times did hesaid in front of his wife that the clothes does not make a person whothey are. How could she forget him saying those things?Tim felt his sadness turning into anger so he excused himself to thestudy to read. The upset man needed some alone time to recenter hisemotions.Tabitha so wanted to comfort her husband and not let him alone to stewin sadness and dejection. The. Darkness shrouded her vision like a cloak swaddled around her face. She stepped back, her hands touching the side of the Amby. The smooth metal was cold and damp with night-dew. Without being aware of it, she put her finger to her lips and tasted cold rust. As she waited for her eyes to adjust, she flashed back to a moment as a girl in her house in Brooklyn. She must have been eight or nine and her parents were squabbling again in the kitchen below, both drunk out of their heads and.