He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don’t speak. I present to you this tale of a bet gone wrong. You will also find links...to his other photographic works. Please enjoy “The Bet”.One of the characters in this story is taking photographs to send to Maria’s husband. When Matteo sends them, you can see the photos he sent by checking #BramleyApple’s work. You can also see links to his other works when you check it out. This chapter contains oral sex and fucking between one. "That is tight, not looser. Understand? Second problem. Jennifer isdescribed early on as putting in a pair of sapphire stud earrings. In themiddle of your tale, these are somehow brushing on her cheek and green,as if she magically conjured up a new set of earrings in the bar. So takeyour earrings out and put these in." Suranya handed Nima a pair ofearrings with a dropping strand of seven green beads. Nima liked them,but not necessarily as workwear."Next problem. Jennifer's leg wear. It is not. ’”Dad nodded, then waited to see if I’d say more. I raised my eyebrows at him to suggest that he continue.[Oh, to have Rhee’s eyebrow skill.]Dad turned a bit pink, took a deep breath, and said, “We want to know how you’d feel about the house being ‘clothing optional.’”I looked into Dad’s eyes, then Mom’s, and then looked back to Dad.“I assume that you mean for us. What about company? Specifically, what about Rhee? And her mom? How would that work? And what about Liya and Gracey?” Dad started to. There was no way to know how many bombers got there ahead of us but I was determined to burn every single plane that came over that mountain to the ground. The incoming planes seemed to be spaced about a half mile apart which made it hard for the oncoming pilot to see the danger until I was already shooting. The bombers’ rear-facing guns were not designed for ground targets, and that gave me another real advantage for as long as it lasted.The corporal had been humping ammo boxes to keep me.