”“Well, I’m no help with this kind of thing,” Emil smiled, “I don’t really even know how to send an email.”Emil laughed, and his wife Iz...y giggled.“It’s true, Jack. He’s hopeless at this stuff,” Izzy stated, standing behind me to look over my shoulder at what I was doing for a moment.Izzy then motioned to some clean laundry sitting in a plastic bag on the front desk countertop.“Honey, can you take that to room eight for me?” Izzy asked her husband, “And get the money from them? I stuck the bill. On the other side a naked man stood; one hand up in front of him, the other on his penis with semen spurting out in freeze frame. Jacqui sighed, these developers are so vanilla, she thought.The app loaded and the surroundings appeared as a rather lavish bedroom: a red velvet blanket, ornate fireplace in the corner, several golden statues of naked men and women of various endowments in various states of erotic pleasure. She walked over the the bedside table and picked up the menu book. She. She’s so sexy! I can’t believeyou’re letting me see her like this!” Carefully, I reached down and eased the strap ofher gown off of her left shoulder, exposing more of herbreast, and stopping just as the material reached hernipple. “Want to see more?” I whispered. “Y-Yeah!” he whispered back. Ever so slowly, I eased the strap down further,but her nipple kept the fabric from going any further.Carefully, I slid my finger under the fabric,. ” Now that she thought about it, Eloise could’ve sworn that the newly heartbroken occupant of the locker room was in her Wednesday Econ class and overheard that she used to cheer for State.“What’s the point..” Eloise said aloud in order to give voice to her discouragement. As with any time anyone has ever expressed themselves in this way in all of history, she hoped there was some wise, old counsel standing within earshot that would come from out from the wings to deliver a perspective-shifting.