." She looked at Ebony."I'm sorry, Emma," she said, "I..." I know," Emma/Ebony said and smiled at me. "Your turn now." We'll return the favor," Ivory ...aid and pushed me down on my back. "Just relax." Okay," I said and did as instructed.Emma started working on my jeans while Ivory got rid of my sweater and T-shirt. "You still have me boiling," she said, caressing her lips from my neck to my ear, leaving a cold, wet trace. "Why don't you feel it for yourself?"I reached down to her thigh just in. I finally decided on a plant pot; easy to look after for the career woman, and a Poinsettia, the Christmas Rose, was a flower my mum always had at Christmas, a seasonal favourite. Just before I paid for it I remembered Phillipa saying 'this isn't my most favourite time of the year'; maybe Christmas didn't have good memories for her? Quick rethink required. I looked at jewellery, but that was too personal and besides I didn't know what sort of thing she liked.I had a sudden brain wave; Wurzel. They both sat down and began looking at their menus.The waiter came up to them, he was an average looking boy, around Grace’s age. He had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He wasn’t very physically developed, but he wasn’t a complete wimp either. He said, “What can I get for you?”Grace said sweetly, “Hey, Peter, I would like to have the cinnamon pancakes and a glass of milk.”Brad could only smile, partly because of how cute this young woman was, but also because he could tell this young boy had. ” “You graduated more than six months ago, but instead of shopping yourself around in temp positions in order to gain experience, you’ve not really applied yourself have you?” “Well, I have applied to all the local schools. But there was nothing available full time.” “According to my research, there were no less than four positions available to cover maternity leave and sickness, yet you failed to apply for any of then, choosing instead to laze around. Be honest with yourself Miss Parker, you.