I got a text ... I’m so sorry. Please talk to me, Jake. Nothing has happened. Nothing will. I texted back ... YET. Enjoy your new life. BTW, JJ saw ...im kiss you. You got some splainin’ to do to your son. You DO remember you have a son, don’t you? Oh, yeah and a daughter too. I saw her put her face in her hands as she read my text. She texted ... OMG! I’m coming home! I said don’t bother, we’ve been doing fine without you for nearly a year now. Don’t let us interrupt your night with Jacques.. He almost fell when two came by him and moved the curtain from his hands."You know who we are, Andrey. We are the authors you stole from, and we are everywhere." Ha! You have nothing on me." Andrey dropped the curtain and crossed his arms."Andrey, who are you talking to in there? Breakfast is ready," his father called through the door."I ain't talking to nobody." Andrey stepped out of the tub and began to dress. When he picked up his foot and attempted to put his boxers on, one of the shapes. Yes! As you’re bent over doggy style indeed without doubt!Did you ever catch wind about the Orange Blossom of Florida?It envelopes the air with a citrus nirvana,And it permeates a tropical melody in the atmosphere;Brining exhilaration to the spirit,Excitement to the mind,And anticipation to the soul.In spite of this my one and only, there’s a speech I must decree:Nothing thrills me more than you being bent over doggy style;As your spectacular ass commands my masculinity,For I sincerely wish to. She sends a text from the parking lot and I direct her to our table. Lisa, a 5'5 135lbs curvy blonde, who works out a few times a week religiously, walks in and is stunning. She has on a red evening gown that looks painted on. Every curve is flawless. She has size D breast with a luscious ass to match. She is wearing 4 or 5-inch red heels that match her dress. Her hair is down and styled perfectly. I stand up and greet her with a hug and a kiss, oh and she smelled so good I wanted to just rip.