| Author: | Destiny Martin | ISBN: | 9782897283209 |
| Publisher: | Deltrionne Books | Publication: | April 29, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Osmora Inc. | Language: | English |
| Author: | Destiny Martin |
| ISBN: | 9782897283209 |
| Publisher: | Deltrionne Books |
| Publication: | April 29, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Osmora Inc. |
| Language: | English |
Stanley couldn’t quite see clearly what she was doing but he was quite sure she’d seen him through the curtains watching her through those fancy binoculars. Was she dancing in that obscured room alone? He thought he heard her say:
“Hold me in your arms arms.” He waved at her and hoped she’d come over to his place in her rainbow mini night gown that hung just above her smooth slender thighs.
Monalisa couldn’t see through the frosty night but she hoped he waved at her to come over. She wasn’t sure about that. She saw him pacing back and forth in his bedroom chamber as though he was impatient to relish the contours of her sweet body. She leaned forward and sent her head out of the window and the question that crossed Stanley’s mind was that she wanted it…
”What is he thinking?” she muttered softly as she partly bit her lower lip in a nice way that sent a message borne by the gentle frost that breezed the somewhat still air.
“How about that?” Stanley said though to himself. Monalisa rushed inside and Stanley was certain she’d jingled the door bell in no time…the phone rang in the living room. He hurried downstairs and picked up:
“Yes?” he said impatiently…there was a chilling moment of silence at the other end then a lady’s voice spoke gently…
”Am I talking to Mr. Stanley Ruscotts?”…
Stanley couldn’t quite see clearly what she was doing but he was quite sure she’d seen him through the curtains watching her through those fancy binoculars. Was she dancing in that obscured room alone? He thought he heard her say:
“Hold me in your arms arms.” He waved at her and hoped she’d come over to his place in her rainbow mini night gown that hung just above her smooth slender thighs.
Monalisa couldn’t see through the frosty night but she hoped he waved at her to come over. She wasn’t sure about that. She saw him pacing back and forth in his bedroom chamber as though he was impatient to relish the contours of her sweet body. She leaned forward and sent her head out of the window and the question that crossed Stanley’s mind was that she wanted it…
”What is he thinking?” she muttered softly as she partly bit her lower lip in a nice way that sent a message borne by the gentle frost that breezed the somewhat still air.
“How about that?” Stanley said though to himself. Monalisa rushed inside and Stanley was certain she’d jingled the door bell in no time…the phone rang in the living room. He hurried downstairs and picked up:
“Yes?” he said impatiently…there was a chilling moment of silence at the other end then a lady’s voice spoke gently…
”Am I talking to Mr. Stanley Ruscotts?”…
