While he wasn't a gym rat or anything close in fact, he'd decided to make a change this year. It wasn't like he was picked on at school or anything. P...ople would have to notice him for that. When in the hallways, clicks and conversations swirled around him rarely taking note of his presence. Summer was pretty much in the same boat, in fact the only time either of them were noticed, was freshman year when someone whispered to their friend, wondering if they were a couple. The friend responded. The only thing that could possibly match the appeal of her body was herface. Devoid of any imperfections and wrinkles (afterall, she was just27). A perfect composition of her pale crimson lips, petite, butslightly aquiline nose, her high cheekbones and full eyebrows, and herdeep green eyes that now reflected the interior of Chateau Dumont. Herhair was expertly done up in an elaborate bun with carefully placesstrands falling down and framing her face, all held together by veryexpensive ornate. But then, it is necessary for enhancing the enjoyment, otherwise she would not be doing it either. In return she said, that is not often and she does it just for him.Raj : I get it now. I am sure, your uncle is fucking your mom and they are not just fucking they are also smoking and may be even having drinks together. That is what my mom and dad do. They have drinks, they smoke and also fuck, sometimes right in the hall. That is when I get the chance to see the whole thing.You are a real dumb. She watched with half-interest, as a dog barked wildly, chasing a cat around in front of her. She saw the dog catching up to the cat and then it suddenly stopped, as if commanded to. She hadn’t heard anything, but soon saw an old man coming out of the stables, looking at the dog. The man came to the now-sitting dog and patted it on its head, speaking softly to it. In a moment, the cat came over and sat next to the old man, rubbing up against his leg. Arabella stopped, astounded by what she saw.