She turned to Laura, smiling, her beautiful face filled with happiness."I'm as horny as a tick," she said. "I hope you can wait for lunch."Laura smile... back. "Depends on what's for lunch."She slowly dropped to her knees, right there by the door, laying her jacket and her handbag on the floor, and then pressing her face right into the wonderful bare flesh of Shavon's exposed stomach."I've wanted to do this since I saw you in the lobby," Laura murmured, kissing the smooth, warm, very dark skin,. And so, having suggested the process which would bring them together, Atka ripped a corner off of a library bulletin page and wrote out the information for Dean. Just like a Russian, she wrote it in script that was beautiful but hard for him to read. He had to ask her to print out the Cyrillic characters, and they were interrupted by a couple of other library users who came to ask questions. Still, it was pleasing to note that she did not lose interest or forget her task. The idea had become. “And after tonight I may just forget about her entirely/” Jackie reached out her light brown hand to mine and said, “I can't honestly sat that I am sorry to hear that. I know you well enough, and what I have heard about you confirms it, that you are not the sort to skip ;lightly from one woman to another.” I felt a little uncomfortable at that, but I could not deny even a certain stubbornness about things like that, and nodded. “And I have been wanting,” Jackie continued, “to sleep. He was ready to set out to the club to enjoy another evening of music and light entertainment when an unsuspecting knock came from the main door on the side. Being made from frosted privacy glass, he couldn’t see who was there. He could however make out it was female and wondered who it could be. He didn’t know anyone on site, no one had talked to him and only presumed it may have been someone from neighbouring static caravan somewhere. It certainly wasn’t Laura from the bar as she had.