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He looked at my direction and I could see that the corner of his mouth lifted a little. ”hmmm nick. no not there stop.”as you can see im pretending im having sex with nick in my so call dream. ”hey sexy.”she said with a flirty smile.
I put my arm around her shoulder and walked i, Very Beautiful Asian Girl. “Well, introduce me to them, Very Beautiful Asian Girl the, Very Beautiful Asian Girl. Oh, and where are we sitting?
” I stared at her in surprise, but before I could say anything, Dan strode into the room. “I hope I’m not interrupting, but Blake just called, he said he’d called you but you didn’t answer. He said he had to cancel Saturday; an emergency came up, his sister Rosalina is in the hospital with a baby. He said he’d call as soon as he was free to make new plans.” I could see his eyes smoldering with disapproval and…jealousy?
But he kept his face smooth.
I blushed. “Um… thank you?” “Oh okay that’s fine, just remember, I’ll call you down for dinner at 7, otherwise you’re free to explore the house if you like, I’ll be in the study down here if you need me” With a small smile, she headed towards a door in the far right of the hallway by the kitche, Very Beautiful Asian Girl.
Walking back towards the foyer, Taylor found her luggage in the corner and dragged it upstairs. When she finally reached the top step, she let out a deep breath; she was exhausted from all the climbing up the stairs with her bags. She forced herself to drag the bags to the room, but as she stared down the hall, she’d completely forgotten which room it was. The house was huge, and who knew how many bedrooms it contained?
All she could remember was walking a lot to get to the stairs. Heading for the end of the hall, she opened the door on the right. ‘Phew, it’s the right room’ she relaxed.
At least she didn’t end up walking into someone else’s room on accident.
Dragging the bags behind her, she shut the door and plopped down on the bed. Taking one look at her bag, she didn’t feel like unpacking.
His smile faded and his eyes darkened. “Like I said; I couldn’t care less about what John thinks.
” He said. Dad looked over his shoulder and smiled when he saw Randy standing next to me in the kitchen doorway. “Hey there,” he said. “No football practice?”