Gloria had some choices to make. Either go back in business or find a rich widower and get married. Just south of Fort Myers the town of Naples was lo...ded with rich people, and Gloria cast an eye southward.She began fucking a number of prominent men with the idea of latching on to one, but these guys did not get rich by being stupid, they could spot a gold digger a mile away. Some of the men she was fucking were still married, so marrying them was out of the question.So, Gloria came up with a. But now I know it won’t be possible. I was in a deep thought. I heard some noise outside and I looked through the window. It was the tenant who was staying in our 3rd floor. He was working in an top MNC and staying single in an independent room. A thought struck me. He looked much like my husband everyone used to ask me whether he was my husband’s brother. He was 23,not handsome but tall and dark. He always used to be alone there no friends. I haven’t seen him smoke or drink. I think he does. When he released his hands, Jean-Luc let out a gasp and tried to rise up. Philippe punched him in the face and Jean-Luc blacked out.He came to again with a cry and a gasp, as Philippe’s cock, its head already having gained purchase inside Jean-Luc’s entrance, plunged up inside his channel. Jean-Luc’s arms were raised above his head, and his wrists were bound around the thin trunk of a tree. A rolled-up blanket from the saddle of one of the horses was wedged under the small of his back, raising. My heart pounded heat through my veins as I escorted her to my car. She felt so much like her mother.Was I just thinking of her as a replacement for her mother? Was this just grief driving me towards this precious, beautiful girl? My heart pumped such warmth through me as she broke away from me. She had a glee that Rachel lacked. A zest. My daughter bounced by the passenger door, her red hair flying about her as she waited for me to unlock the car. She hopped in, pulling on her seatbelt as she.