Hands instantly clasped her hair, feverish and demanding lips locked onto hers, his tongue probing inside her mouth. Lola moaned quietly, it felt nice...to be touched, wanted, appreciated, shed been lusting after James for so long shed forgotten what actual intimacy was like, the smell of his cologne, the taste of his mouth, the soft brush of his fingers on her hair, familiarity but yet strikingly new at the same time.It was pleasant for sure, and better than a fantasy but was it everything she. I wish we'd hear from those FBI agents. If she could hear his voice, I know it would take care of a lot of this."My father was frowning, "All because John is gone?" No," Theresa answered. "Well, I'm sure that is a big part of it. Not gone, but taken away without us knowing where. That combined with her visit to her father. I don't know what possessed her to do that, but I know it couldn't have been easy on her. Lord knows yesterday overwhelmed me. She didn't stand a chance. We still haven't. ‘The wait wasn’t bad. I had to be here late anyway to sell as much as I could.’ ‘How was business today?’ Jovita asked. ‘Good. There were many customers this week. They were probably buying last minute Hanukkah gifts,’ Hanna said. ‘How was your day?’ ‘Hectic,’ Jovita sighed. ‘Everyone’s trying to figure out how the dropping oil prices will affect our investments. I came here directly from the office.’ Jovita put her briefcase on Hanna’s table and let her shoulders sag. Hanna pulled an piece. . size 10. Why?" she said puzzled."That's exactly my size. Sell me your trousers Lisa!"She looked at me for a moment and then said, "You're joking right!" but obviously not quite sure if I was or not."No, no joke", I said, "You sell me your trousers and I'll give you twice the rack price." Oh I couldn't do that", she replied nervously."Of course you could Lisa. I get the trousers I want and you make a good profit - easy as that!"Once again she looked confused but I could see the idea was going.