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Jeanne smiled as she left Michael's room. These teenagers were so cute to turn around like that. She would have liked to tickle them for this purpose but she thinks that they are already shy enough towards each other like that, she didn't need to add on the edges in any case. As a result, she left for the hallway deciding to return to 'their new home'; she would have liked to spend the first night with her sister but well, it seems that she would spend it alone – it is quite stressful. She just hopes for one thing, that this woman won't take advantage of it to come prowling around the house all the time and arouse her little sister's suspicions about her identity. She knows it's wishful thinking to imagine she'll be out, but until she shows up, she'll have to think of a scheme so Emma doesn't get hurt. Even though she's a despicable person, she knows at least from the truth that she hasn't come to meet Emma all this time because the last thing she wants is to hurt her daughter

Jeanne arrived at her new house and sighed at the almost amazed gaze of the driver. It was strange but she could imagine his point of view! She has a banal look, she does not have high-quality ty clothes, it is even quite the opposite. When someone sees her, you quickly know that she comes from the lowlands, but this girl who looks like a dungeon bag not only comes from a rich house in an upscale district of the city of Central; the swankiest actually – but now she pulls up in front of a high-end house still in another pretty good part of town. In fact in this neighborhood only celebrities even if they are low caliber live there which means this girl has to be one and the fact that she looks like a bag has to be part of a new number. So when she ran away from the house followed by this man it had to be either for shooting and she had to leave in a hurry – it's far-fetched – so yes it must have been the fact that this man it's his sponsor. She's lucky, he's seen a documentary abo

The piano lesson quickly ended and it was almost time for dinner. The day before, this scene of family life had not happened, but today it is. Michaël and Mira took me to the dining room downstairs and of course, I felt quite uncomfortable despite the kindness of Brother and Sister Keller. But hey they are so insistent that it is almost impossible to say no to them so yes I gave in. So we went down to the dining room when a lady, certainly the housekeeper, announced that dinner was served. Mira is in front of Fabian while I'm closely following Michaël. I have time from my rear position to admire his back. Michaël has a fairly developed musculature for his age – between square, broad and muscular shoulders, a straight back, strong arms, and this stature of athletes. I can't believe he's just 16. He has such a mature body. It must be like he explained to me once because of his modeling job which requires him to always be in shape. I discovered that he does not have the right t

My heart was beating so fast and I felt like I was growing wings. No, Michael, it's not you who are the happiest but me, to be able to know you, be with you, touch you, and love you. I am the luckiest person in fact to have so many privileges, although I have neither the right nor the appearance. I can only feel special in this sense. I feel him entwine our fingers and even though I'm sure my hand has gotten sweaty, I don't want to pull it away. It's so nice to be like that with the boy you're in love with. For a long time, I thought that these feelings in me were just the fact that I had never experienced this and that they were not romantic feelings, but I was wrong... miserably even. I have always been in love with him, the reasons are simple. He was the first to see me as a normal person and although this may seem like a rather superficial reason, over time it has come to seem natural. Even if today another boy appears in my life, it will never be like Michael. For what

“Yes madam, the man has been in for a while and still hasn’t come out. Indeed I see the bulbs of the room of the young lady lit .. well I will go upstairs to see what is happening » The man hung up and climbed up the wall, careful not to make a sound. He found himself in front of Jeanne's bedroom window glancing at what was going on inside. His gaze became shocked as he saw in front of him on the bed, two figures entwining in sensual movements as passionate moans and sighs echoed throughout the room. There in front of him, the woman he had to guard was having sex with the man who had just entered. Their passion grew more and more intense to such an extent that from where he was, he could hear the noises made by their bodies already soaked in sweat and shining in the dim light of the bulbs. Their sensual dance was rocked by the soft and erotic music that echoed in the room. He had to get out of there otherwise his body would react to this more than a pornographic scene. He got