Laying so peacefully but she needed to tell him something could she trust him? She was thinking what these people did to her lip dysfunction in this sleezy hole of a place how she was humiliated and felt dissected.She didn’t even know herself in another womens lips.But she drifted off & before you could sense anything.They heard this big explosion!! Felicia jumped her eyes and her lips came way down near his gun. She said what the hell is that? Dante answered I don’t know let’s check it out? Louder than a tiger on hot tin roof boom: they needed to get the naked lip guns. She looked at him but she got turned on awe with his physique and broad shoulders. How he held her with his gun it smoked right through her eyes. Her strawberry lips smoking hot he got an edible bite. Walking passed the café people romantically talking in France merci beaucoup she was wearing this sexy Parisian style dress yellow like the goddess sun with polka dots.He could of spot that dress anywhere she went. She bought it in this Dior boutique the tags were printed with hearts and they said Merci’ he was so hot on red fire there was not a single Starbucks to be found where they were.But they didn’t care because where they were was so seductively edible. She could eat all his words in French. His eyes gleamed at her mouthy wanting she was divine richly soiled and then his hand found her Godly breast. Every last word rationalizing like an avalanche so fiery like a waterfall needed to save her.She was mind blowing.But at one time he had in fact kissed her and turned her down flat.She was so heartbroken and felt deprived of everything.For the moment she was thinking of all the businesses and what businessmen if they were not who they appeared to be? Saying to herself the whys and the why but who is who theses days. her binoculars finding evidence.Someting has to give and she gave to the big guys trade for a seductive trade. This was not a doll collector made in france expensive dolls they were like a bone collector a lot of skeleton bones dumping off the Canarsie pier. He could see her mind working in the restaurant took a seat looking through water. To bad my dream man wasn’t my waiter taking my heart of an order.