I’ve got some investor friends lined up who want to meet with you and talk about it.” This was sounding very mysterious.“What is “it”?” I ...ressed him for details.“I feel like you lack self confidence, Boo. Remember when you asked me to read your University thesis? For Psychology?”…what in the world was he getting at. “…Yes, the one on “Non Verbal Communication” How men and women differ in signals they put out, and how we constantly communicate with each other all the time without saying a. Logic fled in that moment as he paused, staring at the little girl's perfectly round ass, her jet black hair, done in twin pig-tails, the colour of shining night, the soft skin of her naked legs beneath her cut off shorts wrapped around a pair of legs that seemed used to soccer or perhaps hiking.Staring, unable to stop, he felt his heart race; a sudden erection throbbing uncontrollably in his pants, the man dropped his briefcase. Not noticing the soft thump against the carpeted floor, the girl. The effort to move his body was the basis for his analysis of his control over it. Practicing in the bodily maneuvers felt like he forced himself to perform them in a pool of mud. "Then again..."When it came to the bodily maneuvers Zax was more than overly perceptive. With his mind in a clearer state than two days ago, he could observe with almost ease why the output of strength and level of agility were higher while he worked out the bodily maneuver, compere to any other move or gesture of the. Laying there my thoughts raced through the events of the previous few days. Would I ever see my home again? Why was I in this room? I thought about the druid from my village that preferred boys and had regularly used me as a woman. Was I here for Ulf’s sexual pleasure? Maybe he had a daughter who he was going to gift me to, for sexual her pleasure? My thoughts were interrupted as I heard the bolt on the door slide open. As Ulf entered shutting the latch behind him, my heartrate began to.