Mike's mobile phone rang again. It was the garage, confirming his address. "Just find the house with the green cover over the roof, the missing chimne..., and the wrecked car in the driveway." He could barely hear the guy over the ringing in his ears. The storm, like all summer storms, had come quickly. His house at the top of the hill had stood for some years, and he was not aware that it had ever been hit during a storm before. This time sure as hell made up for it.Mike went inside and his. Agatha, the Associate responsible for the Transports Ministry project, has something to say."Agatha looks away from her laptop. Her sight runs through all of the programmers, and, finally, her cold gaze locks on Philip."First of all, good work to everyone," she says, sounding dispassionate as ever. "You did your company's name justice, and delivered a quality work, which impressed our client in a most positive way. The demonstration that I personally carried through was a success, and we. The silky fabric brushed against her nipples hardening the tips. Then sliding her feet into a pair of sandals, she looked again at herself in the mirror. Her breathe quickening in anticipation. Taking a moment to look around her bedroom, she realized when she returned she would be a new person. Chapter TwoTabby was waiting at the door when the bell rang at precisely 10:00 a.m. The driver took her overnight bag and led her to the waiting car. As she slid from the warmth of the sunny day. She leads us upstairs to her room, second room on the left down a long hallway. It’s a simple room, painted blue with white clouds. There is a twin bed, a nightstand, and a desk, the closet is off near the window that faces out to the road we pulled it off.I move closer to Lauren, holding her from behind. I kiss her neck softly, smelling how wonderful she is. Her curly red hair smells of lilacs. I bend down slightly as my hands find her knee’s, I carefully run my hand up her legs, lifting her.