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I decided to intensify the game. "Yes. And let me tell you something... Cassie is a woman who's past the age of marriage." My smile was cynical, watching every reaction on his face. "She’s free-spirited, outgoing, and... extremely fiery in bed. She doesn’t care what people say about her or how they see her. Plus, she has those light eyes... and dark hair, which creates a huge contrast. She’s a bold woman. Vulgar, even." I continued savoring the meat, provoking him further. I could see the veins bulging on his forehead, his face turning red as he struggled to keep his composure.

The woman, whom she could now clearly see to be Mrs Casss, stuck out a thick hand and inclined her head to look at her. "My, you're tall, aren't you?" she said. Without waiting for Everest's reply or hand, she withdrew her hand, dusting it down her dirty-green mumu. "I'm Bonnie Casss," she announced aloud. "It's nice to meet you," Everest eventually said. In just a few seconds, the woman had made her short of words. Her remark about her height had her confused on whether to bristle or preen. People hardly called her tall, she wasn't even fully five feet and eight.

Something about him brings uncertainty to me, yet it’s an exciting uncertainty. “I…” I pause and look away, but quickly return my attention to him. The warmth of his body surrounds me as he leans in even closer. If he gets any closer, he’ll almost be on top of me, and we’re standing. He’s pretty much on top of me now. I’m not used to a smile like his. It’s powerful. He uses it to be in control and it’s obvious. “What is it you want…Cassie?” My heart begins to pound, I feel flushed, and every sensitive nerve ending in my body is on high alert. If he so much as brushes me again with his body or breath, I’m going to pounce on him, ripping that stupidly tight shirt off him.

“What do you want?” My voice was low, but sharp so she'd know I wasn't in for any joking around. We hadn't talked since the scene at Imogen's school, and I'd have loved it if we kept it that way. But here she was, standing outside my company. Cassie's shoulders lifted to a shrug, and she strode over, each step slow and calculated. She had on black palazzo pants with a dark pink sleeveless crop top, so I got to see the little bump on her stomach.

Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them. Instead, Cass flipped the page for me. The fourth page held one photo, though much larger than the previous ones. She was back in front of the mirror, with her body turned away from the camera, her head tilted back and smiling. Completely nude. Her ass in full glory. I felt my nose bump into the photo album as I pressed it too close to my face. Compared to the previous image it was pretty tame, but still, if there was one thing I could never get enough of, it would be Cass' juicy, fit ass. Looking closer you could even see her stretch marks, a sexy detail I always had loved. It was like battle scars from her hard work as a gymnast. And it was a s

Cassie followed his gesture, almost jumping for joy when she noticed Kathy staring at her with schoolgirl enthusiasm. "Thanks, Jeff," she said, grudgingly sliding her battered feet back into the heels before limping her way up to the balcony. Nervous but giddy, she pulled it together, trying to come off as innocent. When she arrived at the table, she eyed Kathy, who looked stunning in her fuchsia skank-dress and silver stiletto heels. Her lengthy toned legs stretched out, occupying the aisle beside the table. Kathy flashed her a coy smile. Her round brown eyes twinkled in such a way that Cassie suddenly felt dirty. Kathy's shoulder-length layered brown hair had been straightened, each layer

him again. My name is Cassandra, though I am more commonly known as Cassie. I am 16, and will be 17 tomorrow, I’m 5’5” tall, with long brown hair that reaches my waist and chocolate brown coloured eyes, and I am currently severely underweight though I wasn’t always underweight, I used to be toned, athletic even, though I wasn't in the training programme, but when Alpha Sven and Luna Lily left the pack 6 months ago, to tend to the pack’s businesses, everything changed for me.

Cassie took a long look at herself and worked up the nerve to proceed. She tried to picture what it was about her body that made even her cousin -- her own cousin -- want to fuck her. At 5' 6'' Cassie was slightly taller than most of the girl she knew. She proudly rocked her 38-24-36 frame, knowing they were measurements most women would kill for. Tonight, she was closer to five-nine, counting her red, double-strapped shoes. And the best part was, once she tossed on that top layer of clothing, nothing about her appearance immediately screamed hooker. Not at first.

Romona glared at her. " I will be waiting" Cassie smiled, still not letting her go. Cassandra was the first friend Romona made instantly she stepped her feet into the company. And ever since then, she came worst than Annabel. Cassie is the definition of beauty. Long blonde hair, emerald eyes, pink heart-shaped lips. She's tall, slim but very shapey. Every other person was scared to talk her because she was the boss's fiancee but Cassie wasn't. A girl who can stand up against her boss.

Before I came with a smart replay, as to why I don't apply makeup, I heard the loud and unmistakable voice of Penelope, who when our gaze came upon her, looks like a kid who found a lollipop. “Cassi!” Penelope came running towards us and engulfed me in a huge hug, which I returned because I needed it. "You look so good,” she said, smiling widely and revealing her white straight teeth. She always says good things like that to everyone. Penelope is a nerd, that's what comes to mind whenever I see her. She loves books - Too much. She is short 5’2, with ginger curls, freckles, green eyes, glasses, and she tops it all off with clothes that old house wives would wear. I don't think they would eve