“That’s all,” Betsy said before turning around and leaving.With his mind racing a thousand miles an hour, Henry stared at the door without reall... seeing it. After ten minutes, his thoughts crystallized into one main idea. He stood up and walked over to the door. He closed and locked it.He muttered, “I don’t want anyone to see me doing exercises. I’d hate to hurt my reputation.”Professor Parrish looked up when Betsy knocked on his office door.“Come in.”“Thanks,” Betsy said.“Where have you. " You're right," I agreed. "That's probably the scariest thing of all.Because if hot women don't turn us on-" Yeah, Yeah, I know. Don't say anything else. I'm maintaining controland I believe I can lick this thing," asserted Jeffers."I just don't know. I sure don't plan to do anything myself with-" Istarted.Just then a low moan came from the shower stall that we'd all somehowforgotten. Most of the women got a shocked expression on their faces atthe sound. It didn't sound like Hondo's. The furious, angry look on his face had started to melt away, replaced instead with slightly bewildered confusion. “This wasn’t how this was supposed to, um ... shit.” He rubbed the side of his head with the heel of his free hand, looking utterly lost and confused. Emily wrinkled her nose, smelling the whiskey fumes wafting off of Mr. Grant. She thought they might be strong enough to peel the paint off the front of her house.“Put the gun away,” Emily said quietly. “Go home.” She folded her arms. Putting the brush down by the bed she laughed softly, knowing that would be used again. Time to prepare herself He would be here soon.Going to the wardrobe in the corner of the room she took out a long silk robe, the lilac shade almost matching the colour in her deep azure eyes when they darkened with desire for Him. Laying it gently on the bed she sat down and began to smooth on the body moisturiser He insisted she use, massaging it into her arms and legs, a soft dreamy expression on her face.
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