I am always amazed at all the little things you do to make yourself "pretty" for me. All the primping and such that you put yourself through. It makes...me smile. To me, you are just s beautiful first thing in the morning with no make up as you are when you spend hours getting ready to go out. But I really appreciate all the painstaking effort. When I arrive, I enter the house quietly in order to surprise you. The house is surprisingly still. Not a sound. Your car is in the driveway, so I am. I have known where I wanted this chapter to end for months but couldn’t get there. Once again special thanks out to MaaddMaaxx for his editing skills. I have tried to take some advice given to me by readers so I hope this chapter is easier to read for you. A final note, if there is mistakes (and I am sure that there is some) they are mine…just keep in mind this is a learning process for me. I’m trying my best. Enjoy! CinderLaw * Jared closed his eyes while trying to stretch the stiffness out of. See, four more pairs of shoes, and two pairs of sandals. You'll be the best-dressed young lady on the block! Now, get up, lazybones. It's time for you to bathe. I'll help you."It was another scented bubble bath. When he was scrubbed pink she dried him thoroughly. As the effect of her rubbing made itself shown, she smiled and mischievously stripped back his foreskin to dab gently at the swollen head with a corner of the towel, observing him twitch, but said nothing.She made him raise his arms. We'd started talking online about the assignment and spent half the rest of the night swapping our favorites in music and talking endlessly about everything. Before you can change your mind, I step a little closer and gently push the jacket from your shoulders with my hands. My eyes are locked on yours as my hands lightly brush down the length of your arms. I watch avidly as your pupils dilate and your breath catches in your throat. I draw you closer to me and cup the side of your face with my.