Not until I’d cum all over my shirt did I recover myself enough to wonder what the hell I was getting myself into.I didn’t check my email for a co...ple days. I didn’t intentionally avoid it, but part of me was afraid of where this was going. I couldn’t keep from looking though. Finally I logged on and saw the message that I’d both feared and craved. There were two of them actually. I opened the first:“Check out these pictures and then open the other message," the first one said. I opened each of. Well, maybe mildly interested in women, but then women were beautiful! Isn’t that what everyone thought, regardless of gender? She had hired Rana as an office assistant a few months back. The twenty-five-year-old had ticked all the boxes when it came to hard work, dedication and a professional attitude. In that regard, Shania had been well pleased with her selection. The girl had seemed young but had fit in perfectly in the women-only small publishing firm of four other married women who were. She'd seen a notice about a student exchange program. You could exchange places with another student in another area. She'd looked at the list of places you could do this with, and while Seaside wasn't mentioned, Lower was, and so were all of the places that were related to Lower. This could be a way to see Rod a lot more often than before.She decided she'd ask one of the teachers about clothes. If they didn't know the answer they'd tell her where she could find out. But for right now she'd. I've had countless notebooks, even before I began working in comics I filled them with ideas, drawings or planned out whole story arcs. I wasn't so much a hobby as it was a way of life for me. I wrote down whatever I wanted knowing no one was going to read it but me.Just then I decided to continue that way of life. I got out of bed and grabbed a number 2 pencil, grabbed the note book and began drawing whatever came to mind. And the first thing I thought of was a samurai. I always liked the.