”“I’m not your puppy.” She gives him a pouty sneer.“Maybe.” He kneels down and pets her hair. “But you’d make a cute puppy.” She spl...shes his legs uselessly in protest, but he grips her wet mop of hair and stops her. He’s still wearing his amused smile, but his hand controls her. She goes weak in his grip. As he’s tiling her up, her lower body is descending onto that lovely crush of water. She can’t help but guide it until it gives her a maddening relief.“How about an advance then?” He waggles. “Well, it won’t be so messy under the shower, Dee.” I responded, happy at the quick thinking.Dee turned around and began walking to the bathroom. I followed her without a word with the pack of melted chocolate bar in my hand. I was enjoying the view of the perfect round globes of her booty jiggling with each step she took. Dee stepped in the bathroom, let go of my hands, and began undoing the zip of her small skirt. Soon she stripped it and now stood completely nude. I switched on the small. By September there will be an announcement. My company will be doing its part. For political and monetary reasons the announcement will come from Chicago."The man sat back and thought and finally he said, "You got me, Alex. I almost believed you there. I don't like what you did," he said angrily."Keep your temper in check sir. Call me a liar after September, not now. There is too much at stake. Didn't my company just invent a new artificial hip joint?"He pulled himself together. "There is a lot. After all as her maid pointed out, Faith didn’t want to look ‘like a milk maid’. They shared too the same large, deep brown eyes. Some times Faith caught a flash in her mother’s eyes that told her that she wasn’t the quiet woman she appeared to be. Sometimes Faith felt things that she knew she wasn’t supposed to. Inside she felt wild and excited and for a moment free. But then she tightened her corset and reminded herself that that wasn’t how ladies acted. When she saw her mother sometimes she.