When we got to the lake, she wanted to shoot some views of the water. She stood right on the shoreline and took a few shots. I then showed her that th... shots would be more interesting if she would back up and shoot between a pair of trees framing the shot. That thought intrigued her so she was very animated moving from spot to spot snapping what she felt were just the right angles. Call it beginner's luck or what you will, but, one of her shots caught a lake trout jumping out of the water after. .. maybe beg for mercy and silence too, given how loud the music was now. What the hell was that? Bells and drums?He didn’t knock... no point, she’d never hear. No strength either. He just turned the knob slowly and the door gave way silently almost like it knew not to disturb. But it only got 3 inches away from the frame before Jack froze with his mouth opened, the words stuck on the tip of his tongue, almost instantly falling spellbound.Jay’s sense of decorating had always tended towards the. Wake up sweetie – there’s someone here to see you.” The figure stirred slightly, but made no attempt to sit up.Jas looked on dumbfounded. On the rug he saw the coiled-up figure of a slim young woman of about 20, with cropped black hair with silver highlights. The skin colour of her bare arms was like the pale brown of espresso coffee. She wore a skin-tight brown T-shirt above a pair of dark brown leather shorts, which clung tightly to her rounded buttocks and on her feet were chocolate brown. They were also years apart in age - he was 55 years old, and she was 23. She was single, and he was married.Lena was a petite blonde - just 5ft tall with a beautifully proportioned body having curves in all the right places.When Brad arrived, a number of the company’s staff wished him luck - after about the sixth person he asked “Why are you wishing me luck?”“Lena is a mega-bitch” was the universal response.He decided to judge her on her work, and not prejudge her. Things went well for a couple.