It was an elegant solution, _and_ she could probably make a profit out of it anyway. "I'll be glad to help." She almost giggled at the thought of what...was going to happen.*****Nabiki sat in the kitchen watching her older sister, Kasumi doing the breakfast dishes. Kasumi was a beautiful girl of 20 who deserved more out of life than the housekeeper role she'd adopted after their mother's death. Nabiki hoped that Ranma's solution would encourage her older sister to go seek a life with Dr. Tofu.. I had found what I had been yearning for; a connection with those who were just as sexually oriented and perverse as me. I began chatting with people but was very skeptical and wary of giving out any personal details. I found some very interesting people, some of whom became close friends. It was when I decided to throw my hat into the ring with a CAW challenge and needed a proofreader/editor that fate brought John and I together.I posted on a thread looking for an editor/proofreader and. . Youre not finished yet. You type quicker, not giving a shit about typos, bad grammar- hell it doesnt even have to be a full sentence anymore. You are just desperate to finish the paper. She slides her hands down your chest, drawing small circles with the tip of her tongue on your jaw. Youre breathing hard, trying to blink away the clouds of the desire, but you can hardly see straight anymore. You bang the side of your fist onto the desk. She gasps and bites your earlobe teasingly while. He makes me melt. My tummy flips all over the place, and it is such a delicious sensation knowing that he hasn’t had to lift a finger, or raise an eyebrow, to make me crumble this way. Putty in his hands. His eyes are soft, the laugh lines at the corners showing the slightest movement that always signals a smile, and yes, there it is, and I am totally lost - what is it this man has that gives him such power over me? And why don’t I fight him?He reaches over to me, his slightly tanned hand.