"I suppose you've read all sorts of romance books by now... at least the famous ones." I would have to think of less typical female writers in this corner of the world. Do you know how to speak Spanish at a native level? Mark nodded. Then I could try the last one I'm reading... She reached into her magical bag and pulled out a rather thick tome. “He doesn't just write romance, he also has fantasy, detective stories... I liked this saga a lot years ago. It's lost a bit now, perhaps, but…” She grimaced at the title. Jolin, not this one. It's very disgusting. “Why not? he asked curiously. It looks interesting. If I had time I would read it before giving it to him. In fact, I intend to. “I eat? Are you going to read a romance book? “Why not? I like to know what I'm giving away. If it's a book, what a minimum to find out if it's good and worth it. “And if you do not like it? “There is a difference between personal opinion and quality. If it's good, it's good. It doesn't matter if I
“Call Otto on Skype. He told me yesterday that he was going to tell me what he's going to get Caleb for his birthday, and now he says he better show me live. It's just that I'm nervous about that,” she confessed, pouting. I need to know what the others are going to give him to know if my gift is painful, or... if he's going to like it.Yuri shook his hand."Of course you're going to like it, silly." He'll play hard to get, because you already know how he is, but in the end he'll surely love it. What have you bought him?Natsumi bit her lip nervously."Tell me first."“Estopa's hits, a Mexican cookbook and a photo album. Full, sure. I thought about adopting a puppy so he wouldn't feel so lonely, but in the end the one who would feel lonely is the dog. He spends the day working..."How is he going to feel lonely if he has you?""Well, yeah, yeah. It's not like I spend the day in his office either, we both have things to do. And you? What have you given him?“You will see. In the end we
" It makes me so sad to think of the number of women who haven't had an orgasm ," she confessed. And it saddens me twice as much that you are one of them. "Yeah, well, what do I do to him?" " Well, an idea occurs to me. Would you do something for me? “Depends on what. “ I just want you to go to your great library of written porn... “Erotic literature. “... take out an explicit book, and read me how orgasm is described. Yuri went to ask why, but something told her that she would regret it if she did. Instead, he looked around. In his old room he didn't have his books, just a few that Natsumi asked him to read and always ended up leaving halfway. One of those might do. He walked over to the desk and picked up the first one he saw from a stack of three. "It'll take me a while to find the chapter." “ There is no rush. I'm never sleepy.
Although they said that he kissed well. I had one of four.«Yuri, this is not an exam».“Very explicit. What happens when they do not meet any of those requirements?“ They are not requirements, but preferences. I like women with initiative and the desire to get wet all over, but I won't break if I have to be the one to do it either. Sometimes I prefer to take my time." I remind you that we were not talking about me, " he continued. Getting back to your orgasm... I want you to do what I tell you, okay?"What do you tell me?"“ Yes.“Voucher.“ I want you to put the mobile in hands”free . “ A pause of several seconds. You've done it?“Yes.to use your hands. First only one.“I got it.Mark burst out laughing.“Use it to stroke you from behind your earlobe to th
“To. P”Stop, please, I'm begging you... “Hugo gasped, trying to catch up with Marc on the promenade. Son of a bitch, if I have a heart attack, you're going to pay for the damage.Marc stopped jogging and turned to face the deputy. She was wearing the same style of clothing as him; Adidas shorts and a lycra shirt . Marc dressed them regularly, and on Hugo they looked like the trousseau of a dying man. He seemed on the verge of fainting, so red in some places and pale in others, hyperventilating like a buffalo.“If you have a heart attack, the problem is yours and your passion for the Big Mac. You can stuff yourself with hydrates if you want, but the crap from McDonald's is not good for your cholesterol or your health.Hugo glared at him. It didn't have much of an effect when he looked like he was about to drop. He put his hands on his knees and stayed there for a long time.“You said... that we would go for a
Marc was the last person interested in Went taking advantage of the woman's bachelorhood to remind her that he had continued to love her since their unfortunate attempts at dating years ago. That could kill Jesse. But if he thought of all Wentworth's suffering during their six years of their relationship, even when he was her best man at their wedding... All she wanted was to push him towards her.Fortunately, Wentworth agreed with the first reasoning."Don't even hint at it." You know if I go see her I can still have the balls to…” She sighed. I could take out the baton, and not the one that goes with the uniform.“You would not do that. You are the only man capable of overcoming instinct.“And a horn. “He chuckled”. He would go after her even now. I forget the codes when it comes to... It doesn't matter, it's better not to think about it. This is all bullshit. They should have stayed together forever, Marc."T
“Why? he insisted, without moving away. He brought his face close to hers, though without touching her. I'm not doing anything. I just want to know why you are like this. Hearing a sigh from her lips made his hair stand on end. She wanted to swallow that sigh, wanted it glued to her cheek. Damn, tell me what's up."It just so happens that you told me you weren't going to harass me again." Can't I trust your promises?"No, you can't," he roared, eager to bite her neck. She looked at him angrily, as if she were to blame for not being able to touch him. Next question.Yuri turned to him with a frown. That frown didn't last long over her pretty eyes. Sweet, betrayed eyes that, against themselves, longed for that betrayal."What about our friendship?"Marc gave a single hollow laugh."Did you really believe that at some point?" I can be friends with twenty”year”old Cindy Crawford, but I can't and won't be yours. Ca
Thank heavens it wasn't necessary. Yuri's father snapped out of the lapse in a rage in a second. The next he was looking at Marc ruefully. He didn't even wonder who the hell he was or what he was doing there. He only apologized to her and softened very slowly, surprised by his own outburst.Marc didn't want to pay attention to those guilty eyes, and not because it was another one of his flashbacks . His mother's attacker never regretted it, nor did he try to fake it. I was proud. In that they were different. But the disgust had permeated so deeply in his body and in his blood that he could not be separated immediately."Oh, God," the mother murmured. I didn't know you were accompanied."You knew it was me." But it seems that this is not enough for you to behave “Yuri reproached him harshly. Marc knew that it was she who was touching his shoulder. Leave it alone. They were already leaving, right? I don't think they want to give Caleb a violent show