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here’s a turning point for everything, that no one is a

r met Henry Cooper, heir to

he adventures of the night before, an annoying whine whispe

grinning, biting her lower lip and fluttering her lashes at me. It was immediately apparent that she thought this made her special – that someth

e?” I groaned, rolling over a

ain, something too q

her. “I asked you a question,” I said in a poin

she wasn’t pouting this time, and the

ld reply, she was crawling towards me. The sheet fell away from her body, exposing magnificent breasts capped with pink nipple

I said sarcastically, climbing out of bed and pulling

ck against the pillows, arranging

a very big Condo – you won’t even know I’

you to leave. I’m getting in the shower, a

o hide as I crossed the room. The plush wall-to-wall carpeting felt amazing on my feet, but

outh. My whole body hurt – I’d drunk so much tequila last night that I wasn’t at all surprised I’d let my conques

sly scrubbed the taste of booze and limes and

o my deluxe standing shower and turned the water on to the hottest possible temperature. Instantly, a steamy spray of hot moisture gushed from the three rainforest

g my t

baptism, a renewal. Closing my eyes, I groaned as I rubbed my hands through my dark hair. It was stiff at the roots with

e other side of the shower, naked, and pouting at me. Her lips were chapped and her skin was dry

inst the door. Her large breasts pressed against the g

unted. “I told you, yo

hower with you?” She made a suggestive face – opening her

home. If you need money for a cab

aid in a coy voice. “I’m so dirty,

off,” I mumbled. “You’

inside, I put both of my hands on her shoulders and pushed her firmly away. She cried

women more than once, you got that? You need to leave

n eyes. For a moment, we held each other’s gaze. Then she made a sound under breath

ater and rubbing a thick handful of shampoo into m