"Well, a man like him does not deserve such a lovely, charming and caring woman like yourself." Thanks..." I mumbled, lost in the feeling."And don't w...rry about your friend. I think she'll make the right choice," he smiled, as he stood up, let go of my hand and walked away.As I saw him leave, I felt the feeling of loneliness creep over me. All of a sudden, I understood what Janey saw in him and why she wanted to sleep with him. It wasn't really his physical appearance, but there was something. One might say an intimate and close acquaintance of Vesuvius.”“You mean they are thrown into...”“Yes, but I did not take Becca to The Styx. I arranged for her to be spirited secretly away from Napoli, and delivered an already demented female in her place. The woman had fair hair and pale eyes, probably a Greek, but enough to satisfy Cleopatra when she asked Charon if a blue eyed, yellow haired, woman had arrived.”“Where is my si – my friend’s sister now?”“I do not know. All I know she is safe. I really didn't care, he was happy. He kept moving back and forth, I could tell he was softer now but it felt like his ejaculation was huge, I had cum drizzling down my butt crack as he whispered in my ear, "Jean, I'm so sorry that I was so quick, you hardly had a chance to even get warmed up, it's just been so long for me, I couldn't help it. Sorry." I pulled his head down to me and kissed him, tonguing him deeply. "Oh, don't worry, Jack, I'm happy you had such a lovely cum. And, I want you to. Why did I compliment her looks after eye-molesting her 5 seconds ago? I'm such an idiot Hazel thought. "Thanks! My agent says it might get on TRL next week so, cross your fingers!" This was typical of their interactions and their lives. Where Hazel failed awkwardly, Lily effortlessly succeeded. For instance, although they train equally hard and devote a more or less equal amount of time to soccer, Hazel has become an undatable female jock who is very widely believed to be a secret lesbian even.