To be more precise, I am Kylie McAdam's producer and agent, for the last three years or so. First, I'd like to thank you for getting her out of that c...r. I'd also like to thank you for breaking Hugh Dumont's ribs."Cliff shrugged. "I didn't even know it was her when I tried to stop the car. I should as well tell you that Kylie McAdam and I have a history." I know. That's why I want to talk with you. I think I know most of the facts. Believe me, I can feel with you." Why? Ever been cheated on. It wasn’t long before they came up on the janitor’s closet Jon had known about, which was open with the light on. There appeared to be no one around, so Jon moved up slowly, the others right behind him. Timidly they peered into the closet, unsure of what they were scared of. Kaylie watched as Jon’s blue eyes scanned the inside of the closet and she could tell he saw nothing. Suddenly, Jon jumped, causing the rest of them to jump as well, each of their hearts pounding strongly against their rib. He wasgiven the morning off to recuperate. Monday morning was a slow day forCharles anyway. After breakfast and dorm inspection he was programmedto attend lectures and then finish the morning with PT which for himusually meant a cross-country run.He ambled back to his dorm and found the door wide open. Because he hadfailed to stand outside his dorm and report it for Monday morninginspection the housemaster had opened the door with his master key.He'd found Charles' room immaculate but had flew. Now out with it! What do you want?" Well, it's nothing, actually. Just fetch me some biscuits to have with the tea!" I said, nodding in the direction of the tea kettle on the table.She suddenly became quiet. The change was surprising. I knew the request was really pretty harmless for her. All I wanted as a parting wish was the sight of her round, heavy buttocks swinging as she walked, the final part of her beautiful body that I desired to see. I had seen pretty much everything else and knew I.