, standing some 10 feet away at the foot of the stairs wrapped up in nothing but a bath towel and dripping wet as if she had just come from the shower... The bath towel seemed far too short for her, just barely covering half of her sumptuous b-cup breasts and only just barely reaching her thighs, it didnt leave much to the imagination. Ill be down in a moment, just go ahead and start without me. She said as she fled up the stairs, blushing as she went. Just by this sight I was extremely turned on. ’ ‘Nope. I’d like to be, always wanted to be—plan to be.’ ‘That’d be as soon as you take flying lessons?’ ‘Funny! I give flying lessons. I’m an instructor pilot, do a little charter work, some corporate left seat, part time with a commuter outfit.’ ‘Bernie! Are you sure you carded this kid? He doesn’t look twenty-one to me.’ Bernie waved her off. She turned her attention back to Wes. ‘I suppose you’re going to tell me you have your own airplane and you’d be happy to take me up so I can jump. Her face was wet, and she was heaving with sobs. She was still wearing one of the oversized T-shirts she borrowed from him to sleep in. Her opulent breasts heaved and shook without the trapping of a bra in her desperate yanking and slamming of drawers. Her thick round thighs flexed almost violently in her mad dash to pack. She wouldn’t even look at him.Zach caught her in front of the bureau and grabbed her by the wrist. He was a big, muscular man, but he was careful to grip her only as hard as. "You won't fight for her. You didn't fight for her last time and you won't fight for her this time. You're a pussy." Perhaps," I started before Julie leaped to her feet."You mistake kindness for weakness," she said loudly. "I did that once, too. Trust me, I know he's not weak. And you better damned well bet that I'm not. You've done the same thing with me. You've mistaken my compassion for something it's not. He might be too nice to fight but I'm not. I'll fight for him with you or with Danni.
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