“Don’t you like the bear?” Amelia broke the silence. Her brown eyes ware filled with excitement. xxx I took a quick gulp of beer. It burned to get relief. Amelia giggled. Awfully. “Jane, wait. At least I acted like it. “It would be cruel to dump him ‘course of me. I want more.”
I tough she had gone mad. I quickly became to much for me. “Sorry about the mess,” I said, still panting. I quickly became to much for me. I was a little smaller then Amelia; 1,65 meters and 50 kg. But only the last one of ‘em was with Amelia. That would make you seam desperate or even worse; cheap. She was good friends with a lot of the boys.
