“Where in the bloody hells are they?” She muttered as her head swiveled from side to side. Her voice was a strange blend of high yet husky. It was...decidedly attractive.Erik had asked himself the same question a hundred times since yesterday, to no avail. They were currently riding southeast, with the Karvanis looming to their west. The canyon that led back into Suravale was two days’ ride back northwest, the way they had come. Erik had hoped to have found the refugees by now and led them safely. Son regard changea et elle me dit, tr?ss?rieusement, qu'elle ne l'envisageait que si on se mariait. Ellesouhaitait me pr?server et qu'elle trouvait cela terriblement romantiqued'?tre puceau jusqu'au mariage mais aussi que c'?tait une forme d'amour. Comme nous ?tions ? la fin des cours, elle m'entra?na aux toilettes, prisune double feuille de journal me l'enfourna sans autre forme de proc?s etme dit, que c'?tait pour m'?viter de dire des b?tises.Un peu vex? par sa r?ponse, je d?cidai de lui. The other side was stove, refrigerator, more counter and cabinets. I noticed four plants lined up in the window, each with a card attached. They were from Alex, Mom, Mary and Sara and John and Wanda. Jill's eyes got wet when I showed her the cards. I found I had a lump in my throat.The floor tile and countertops continued into the bathroom. There would be no romantic evenings with Jill relaxing in a bubble bath, candles setting the mood. We had a toilet, shower and sink. The row of makeup. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, my once toned body was now far from it. My flat stomach was now large enough to be called fat, my small cock looked tiny in my bush of pubes, and my arse was bigger than it used to be and now hairy too – sigh. Still, Carrie knew all this; she had inspected me on cam before, much to my embarrassment, and still wanted to meet, so I had to be content for now. I glanced at the clock as I entered the bedroom from the bathroom, 3.50 pm – just time to.