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So I sat there smiling like an idiot and my hands shaking. He laughed and said, “Why are you so quiet?" I said because I'm nervous. He said, “why are you nervous?" I said I'm not used to guys wanting to talk to me. He laughed and said, “my name is Brooks. What's your name?" I smiled and said my name is Crystal. He said, “it's nice to meet you, Crystal." I smiled and put my head down. He said, "how old are you?” I said 17 how old are you? He said,

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

I mumbled motioning for him to take off his shirt and he did both our names present on his left pec. I smiled as both their gazes moved to me silently asking. "To show both your names I have to get fully naked" I reminded wordlessly letting them know they would have to bless me with the same view. "Ok," Jason said chuckling stripping down and I moved back from between her legs doing the same as them. I watched as Cassi's gaze landed on her name above my right breast, desire immediately filling my body. "Turn around for me" Jason ordered his voice deeper than usual, letting me know I wasn't the only one who wanted to fuck. I turned, allowing him to see his name that was tatted in the center o

Christine nervously corrected. Kimberly didn’t know what to think about her reply. She didn’t sound convincing, it was like she was hiding something. “Oh… I'm really sorry about that.” “You don’t have to be dear, it’s now in the past” Christine wiped her tears. She wished Roy could see it that way. #

I entered inside the small office to see a lady sitting at the front desk named Sherry. "May I help you?' She aked politely. "Um yes, I m here to answer the ad for the housekeeping position?" I said trying to sound confident. "Ah yes, let me get Mr. Baxter in here." After she called him, Mr. Baxter came out he was a big man, wit ha big belly and a smoker's breath. He looked tired, his eyes red and watery, his hair and mustache all greasy like. He reeked of sweat and cigarette and I couldn't stand the smell of him. However, I was here to get hired for a job that I desperately needed, so I ignored it and followed him into his office which was also smelled like a disgusting barn. "You are here

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

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homestay) for traditional hospitality services and these online booking applications could be the new threat to the hotel chains (Salvioni, 2016). Take Airbnb as an example. Airbnb describes itself as “a trusted community marketplace for people to list, discover, and book unique accommodations around the world” (Airbnb.co.uk, 2018). This self-positioning is a good representative of Airbnb’s greatest merits and what general hotel chains missed: personalization and diversity. Airbnb can provide authentic family hotel rooms so that the customer may truly experience local characteristics. Homestay also suits for customer that tends to make acquaintance with local residents. Moreover, if the acco

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” Daisy quickly spoke up; “Boating is very interesting. Fish and shrimp swim in the river. If you don't go, you will regret the rest of your life.” Daisy and Iris take the boiled corn, walk along the full flower path to the river bank. Iris’s eyes look around, sometimes he stops, tries to grab a butterfly. To him, everything is really weird. Until Iris sees a wooden, dull black boat, completely different from his imagination. Iris couldn't hide her overwhelming disappointment. “Too ugly, don’t want to sit on it” but when he sees similar bamboo boats going up and down the river, carrying all kinds of goods, fruits, vegetables. There are some people to catch fish. Even if there was a dog on th