Well done." I think I'll hang if you don't mind, I'm into trouble, especially this kind. Heck, I've gone to school with half the people in this room f...r years and never knew their names. Now I'm ready to ask some of them out! What do you say, Marsha? Doing anything tomorrow night?" Okay, stop right there!" Mr. Shelby said as he sprang up. "Hold that thought, time to put Miss Ostren on the spot." Marsha looked like she wanted to die. "Miss Ostren, from a purely clinical standpoint, what do you. She knew that the last page had printed when the printer went quiet. She opened up a new document and typed: The Victorian By Denise She added a copyright below her name. The story was finished after six months of work. Inspired by Claire, supported by Larry, and curious if she could do it, she had spent a few hours every night adding a little to the story. A week ago she had realized that the story had come to an end.She sent the cover page to the printer and typed up a simple submission. As he parked, Dave held Jenny back in the cart for a moment. “Jenny, I just want to prepare you for meeting some of my neighbors and friends. You read about the place, but seeing it can still be a shock. There will be some partial nudity, and I don’t want that to shock you. You saw how JR had dressed seductively, well that may be tame compared to what you might see some of the other women wearing.”Jenny absorbed the words and then loudly said with a touch of sarcasm, “OH! Okay, I guess. I’ll. He had auburn hair that curled around his face and reached to his small chin. His eyes were slate grey and they seemed to reflect all the harsh lights of the hallway. He wore a simple black sweater that contrasted sharply with the snow white skin. Tight jeans adorned his legs and he wore no shoes, his small feet rubbing each other for warmth. “Yes? Can I help you?” his voice was like silk, sliding over my skin and making me shudder with pleasure. “Oh excuse me; my manners seem to have abandoned.