Yes, Dawson's "invention" would revolutionize his private enterprise, providing a trouble-free method of making him a multi-millionaire. Then he would...be free to devise other intriguing occupations to satisfy his passion for illicit intrigue... The staff at the gallery (they were all mature men and women who wore mostly black or dark brown suits and dresses; Don Ernesto had obviously planned it so that they would not be confused with the clientele -- though you could hardly categorize these. . when all of you are in bed together... ?" she stuttered.He smiled brightly and said, "By the way: I'll help but you have to write the complaint yourself." How long is it going to fucking take?" Margret whined at the kitchen table during lunch. It had been about two weeks since she had sent the complaint and she was starting to become a little unraveled."Weeks, months, a year or maybe never," Marlin shrugged. "I don't have any idea not knowing their procedures or workload. I told you right. Much stronger is the feeling of revulsion radiating from her mind – kissing me is making her literally feel like throwing up. Digging deeper I realize that it isn’t just me, physical contact with any man is repulsive to her. I am not able to change a person’s sexual orientation (nor would I really want to), but I at least dial back her feelings of disgust to the point where she is not going to empty her stomach all over me. The full body contact and the feel of her lips on mine is a tactile. It feels like such sacrilege! My God, but they're going to pay for that! Lower me down now sweetheart and get your face out of my bum, you pervert - I think I'm going to fart!" Fine time -this - to start farting around" said Angie they hugged each other and giggled, before quickly becoming very serious once again."I do so most passionately and absolutely love your bum, Katie" Love yours Angie, it's the sweetest and prettiest I've ever seen. I'm going to kiss every inch of it when we get inside".