Was she was struggling with the same thoughts I was having? Can we love each other already? Are we in love? No, that can't be it. It's only been a wee.... That's not enough time.*My workday passed quickly and uneventfully. Bill had me pretty busy changing displays and cleaning the display cameras and other equipment. I was feeling more comfortable moving things around and dealing with the more expensive models. It never occurred to me that I would be able to grab a four thousand dollar EOS-1D and. Jack was just about to ask him what the hell he was doing when there was a tap on his window. Jerking his around, he saw the smiling face of Diane looking at his startled one.Jumping out of the car, he asked her, “What are you doing here?” over the laughter of his friend.“I thought I’d surprise you with a little weekend of fun. You okay with that?” she said, smiling.“Hell, yes, I am, but what about dingbat there,” indicating his buddy? “We were going to hang out until tomorrow,” he replied.She. I watched as she came into the room. She was beautiful with her flowing blond hair that fell to her ass. I pictured holding on to that hair as I held her head back while I fucked her from behind. She walked over to the closet and got a black dress from a hanger. Oh, this was getting better and better. She stood in front of the mirror, her back to me, and I watched as she used her hands to feel up and down her sides. She moved her body in front of the mirror as she touched her body. She turned. He had already seen Angels body once. It was easy to notice the long scars that littered her flesh, and upon closer inspection, he had noticed more, faded with time. He doubted there was a single inch of her skin that had not be scarred at one point in time. Dante also knew about the scars she hid inside. Their first encounter, he had noticed them as he slid his fingers inside her. There were enough scars that it was severely uncomfortable and even painful for her to have sex. When she had.