She turned frantically looking for a towel, accidentally slapping her dick against the sink. Natalie grunted and still searched until her brain proces...ed the voice. ‘Jesus Kiera, how long have you been here?’ Kiera Knightley sat on the toilet, not using it but rather paging through a magazine. ‘Awhile. I’ve been watching your little inspection. By the way your new 3C Magazine arrived.’ Natalie sighed, rubbing her dick where it hit the unforgiving ceramic. ‘Thanks. How’d you get in here?’ . She wascalled into the personnel office to have a chat. An hour later sheemerged, teary eyed."They fired me," she howled. I hugged her, like the good friend I waspretending to be. "What am I going to do - I don't want to go back homein disgrace," Hey, you can stay in Paris!" I assured her. "Two can live as cheaply asone, and I am sure you can find a job here, anyway." I doubted it, herFrench was rudimentary at best and her work ethic was already shot fromthe side effects of the. Love isn't a flash or a moment or the beginning of anything. Love is persistence. It's slow to develop. What the books and the movies say isn't real. When two people become attracted to each other, that's more about lust or need, the need for company or seduction or discovery, finding out how well you fit together, things like that. Love comes later if it comes at all. It's rare to have many people in your life you fall in love with. One or two at the most really, at least in terms of love. ....." Pardon me, Ms. Smith. We understand completely what your expectationsare. Lucy and I discussed it in detail and you needn't worry about usensuring Melissa deportment this afternoon," interjected Sue."Excellent!" With that my governess stood up. "Why don't you two fetchwhat you need from your car. Melissa and I will be out presently withthe picnic basket and I will drive the three of you to the gardens in mycar."We all followed her lead, and as my afternoon companions swept passed meon.