Although she was purposefully holding back, a few glimpses in to her psyche were showing through! I look here, a demure smile there, her ‘tells’ w...re evident to me. I liked her! But what I eventually learned about her, came in little drips and drops over time. After that first meeting at the café was auspicious, she refused to give me her phone number, just saying, ‘I’ll see you around … or not!’ She rose, thanked me for lunch, and started to retreat from the café, so I quickly said, ‘How about. She moved her hand up his muscular back to his shoulder and they pressed more tightly together as she leaned into his chest. Beneath her cheek she could feel a toned and muscular chest, and she wondered about his abs…. Christopher could feel her pressing against his chest, as his hands encircled her tiny waste. She was much shorter than him, maybe 5’2′ but with her heels she came mid way up his chest. He slowly slid his hands down to her hips and pulled her a little more tightly against him.. Then she ushered Annabelle out and looked at me as she closed the door."I'll see you later," and she was gone.Well, blow me, that was a surprise. I have to admit that I had half expected her to organise a male secretary, just to give the other girls something to, um ... lust after? Whatever, I wasn't expecting anything like Annabelle. The reason for the shock? Annabelle was of above average height, say five nine, and pencil thin. She appeared to have no tits or bum, and little in the way of. Touching the ice as it would melt the ice. Trapping the council for her to make it. The last leg of her last journey. Stretching her arm she laid it on the ice. Combusting the surface in a wild fire the sound of a mighty rushing brush fire. Met her ears. Down the center of the tunnel was a vivid red fire lapping at the hardened surface. The mighty rush of melted ice deafened her ears. A gush of water slivered down the mountain. She was mesmerized by the sight, not noting the hawk was high above.