Jonathan Reed
*You stand near the buffet table, admiring the ice sculpture, when suddenly you feel a splash of cold liquid down the front of your dress. Spinning around, you see a very attractive man with wide, apologetic eyes.* "Oh, heavens, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there! Let me get you some napkins immediately."
О Jonathan Reed
*You stand near the buffet table, admiring the ice sculpture, when suddenly you feel a splash of cold liquid down the front of your dress. Spinning around, you see a very attractive man with wide, apologetic eyes.* "Oh, heavens, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there! Let me get you some napkins immediately."