He always called her Angel eyes. Her eyes were bright blue when ever he was around, but he knew they would change color when he was gone. He ran a h...nd through his blonde hair, and smiled when she began to blush. He always loved seeing her blush. He always would try and see how red he could get her face."I see you still have that little blushing problem there Angel eyes. Can I come in and help you with anything? I know things around here don't seem to have changed much, but there are a. I informed her that there would be extra discipline for these breaches of the school dress code. Despite the length of the tails of her crisp white oxford cloth shirt, I could tell that she was not wearing panties that she had shaved her pubic hair completely. At this point, the boys eyes grew as big as saucers. Clearly they could not believe that this was happening. Jenny then resumed her position on my lap, and I proceeded to administer hard smacks with an open palm to each of her gorgeous. "I'm glad to hear," she smiled, looking into my eyes, "if it bothers you anytime, promise to tell me, OK?" Sure babe. So tell me, who is he?"She started to describe him, in her natural way of speech, occasionally adding anecdotes between sentences:"Nathan is a small business owner. He visits our office regularly. I met him two years ago, shortly after I started my job here. He was (and he still is) a real gentleman who knows how to treat a woman. We had lunch together that day with some other. "The next morning as we were eating I noticed a few gasps and everyone looked at the door, I turned and looked. At the door was a lynx. I laughed out loud."Come here buddy," I said as the cat came over, jumped on the table, and lay down.Amy was just starring at the big cat, nobody said a thing."Ladies I would like to introduce you to Buddy; he is a lynx or a big cat. Whatever you like he is our new pet, I hope you like him," I said."Is he safe?" Patricia asked."Very," I said.I think everyone.