He walked in and smile at her. Kitten laid on her belly on the bed, a pillow under her chest, she was totally naked but still a light sweat gathered o... her brow. Sir looked her up and down. From her golden brown hair and crystal blue eyes to her C cup perky tits and toned tummy. Her ass perfectly round stuck up in the air, she may be white but that ass sure was something else. Her legs toned and long stretched out to the end of the bed, at 5'8" she was mostly legs and Sir loved it. "Hey. So he was impressed with my handling of my father and I was impressed by the breadth of things that interested him.It wasn't long before Jeff slipped back into his overworking habit. I could ask him to remember I told him to remember asking him, but repeated use of that strategy was likely to produce rapidly diminishing results.How could I get him to change? After I considered quite a few options it occurred to me I needed to understand why he was drawn to overworking. If I understood it, I. A laugh bursts from my throat, jarring the pedestrians hurrying by. He remains silent over the line so long I think I lost him. ‘You there?’ ‘Yes,’ comes clipped and sour. Pushing away from the wall, I forget my fingernails and run a hand through my hair, catching the curls and tugging them into a frizzy mess. ‘I didn’t mean to laugh. It’s just—the question seems dumb. No, no. Not dumb but unbelievable. You asking me that. I should be asking you that.’ He’s silent again. ‘Why?’ ‘Because I. "Hey!" Lily spoke up in protest, "I'm just trying to get some life outta her! She's gotta start opening up to us! She can't ke-..." "Lily, I was joking." The muscular woman shifted slightly, in posture as well as tone, "We have been through much, her especially so... give her time." The red head whimpered lightly at this reality, turning her attention to the sleeping girl beside her and delicately stroking her golden hair, "I'm just worried about her... what if she's just bottling it up and.