Daniel, even under this dark tempest and nastiness of a weather, opened his eyes in awe. In front of him the pebbled path continued with trees on both...sides, immensely beautiful and flamboyant, oh, red, Caucasian, paperback, Japanese maple trees were everywhere, common hornbeam, beeches and red oaks... His mind told him that during a sunny day this tree garden would be like paradise, and he could be an angel in the middle of it, he could recognise well the varieties and for a second he imagined. That was when she played her trump card. "In fact," shesaid, thrilling inside to what this might lead to, "if you let me changeyour appearance just a bit, I would want your face between my thighs ALLthe time. I wouldn't be able to get enough of it."He said in awe, "Really? I mean... all the time?" "I'm getting extra wetjust thinking about it. The idea of you without any body hair." She tooka deep breath and let it out slowly. "And giving you a new look.Something just a bit girly, as if. "Jenny surveyed the table where her friends sat. Michelle was on the left. She was the fashion goddess of the group. She wore a low-cut knit tube dress. Ashley, the prom queen, was in the middle. She was dressed in low-rise jeans and a top that bared her midriff. Sahara sat on the right. She would have been voted "Most Likely to Screw the Football Team" if such an award existed. She wore a tight miniskirt and a shirt that looked painted on over her impressive chest."So, how's the guy situation. I never realized I was crying, listing to myself. I closed my eyes tightly and imagined myself at home in my room singing with the radio. A sob ripped through my voice, but I shoved it back inside and forced myself to keep singing. ‘I give you my destiny. I’m giving you all of me. I want your symphony, singing in all that I am At the top of my lungs, I’m giving it back…..’ Cien flashes through my mind and I feel a sob in my throat, but force it back down. Cien with his beautiful eyes and.