Jennifer Morrison at the Padres Contra El Cancer Annual Stand for Hope 5K Run Walk, Rose Bowl

Lollipop Isues 4

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Cuddy's house
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Cuddy-so....why are toi really here...
House-because...I wanted to see if those two would hit it off... And if I went accueil than I could find them having sex.....
Cuddy-is that all....
House-no.....can I ask toi something without toi lying to me...
Cuddy-of course....
House-do toi like me.....like plus than a friend ou employee...
Cuddy-we both know our relationship is going somewhere ..... And yes....I have liked toi ever since that one jour at college...
House-I thought toi forgot about that....
Cuddy-nope.....I remember every...

"My dad wants to meet toi for Christmas dinner." Remy a dit as she handed James a mug of hot cocoa.
"He does? That is...understandable." He a dit with a nervous twitch. Remy smiled and sank down suivant to him on the sofa.
"My dad is actually very laid back about my significant others. He'll adore you. I mean, who couldn't?" She declared before placing a chaste Kiss on his cheek. He grinned and took a sip of his drink.
"I haven't met a girlfriend's father in a long time...What does your dad like?"
"He is in to films and reality shows. He isn't in to sports. So, wooing him with basketball, basket-ball tickets...

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The supermarché Savior


He stood in the produce aisle, grappling at a rather large erroneous looking tomato, his eyes fixated across the room where a brunette woman paused, handling her own set of vegetables. Wrapping his tomate in a plastic bag, he twisted a tie around the haut, retour au début and placed the tarnished red nourriture inside his cart. Again he eyed the woman. She had finished her comparison of two sets of Kale greens...

Chapter 1: Enough is Never Enough
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The distinct sound of wood courting hardwood resonated throughout House’s once-empty, recluse apartment, the hollow bachelor’s pad that had served as his proscenium stage and knew him all too well. The stage that had tacitly reciprocated a promise: to never leave. Unlike Stacey, his indigenous thigh muscle, and his once “less miserable” outlook on life, his apartment had never negated ou forsaken him. In fact, if his apartment walls...

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House was led up vers l'avant, vers l’avant par an impatient Lisa Cuddy. The sum was slowly decending out of the sky and Cuddy lay herself down on the warm deck of the yacht. House popped 3 Vicodin and waited for a few minutes for the desired effect before he lowered himself over his lover. She looked at him with passion and lust in her eyes. House felt her emballage, wrap her legs around his hips, tugging him closer. He allowed his hands to wander over her body before wrapping his arms around her back commence in untying her bikini. She gasped...