It was higher then I thought and wearing a short skirt and heels it was challenge. I got up a few steps and stood on leaning in and having a look, I r...alized of course that Bob was having a good look up my skirt, I always wore pantyhose but never saw the need to wear panties. Wow sure is nice in here I said. Yes it is he said I looked back at him staring up my skirt with a big grin, Bob was in his mid 50' and I was 24 back then. I had to climb down and of course he helped me out, he had his. Grinned...and left.I was a bit unsure what to do next...I was suddenly left again without anything...anyone..I startedto head for the door...having had enough for one night and wanting to catch my useless boyfriendand give him a piece of my mind before I consider castrating him!...The gentleman asked me towait and have a drink with him...I thought I'd be allowed to get dressed first...but no...I wasescorted to another table...like the one I was at the first time...but the seat I was given. The week after it was Wednesday. Then the week after that she was late on Monday. It really didn't seem right more so since the work she does never required overtime before. Each time she would come home looking very relaxed and every now and then with slightly messed up hair or clothing.The week following she called me again on Monday saying that she would be home late. Thinking I would be nice I headed straight from work to her job to see if she wanted any company or maybe go out to dinner. At the first opportunity Jessica interrupted Rose’s spiel. “It’s getting awfully cold out here,” said Jessica. “Why don’t you come on inside.”The girls readily agreed; Jessica imagined that they had been getting frosty receptions at every door they had gone to, and were glad to find someone who would listen. And it really was getting cold now that the sun was going down; Rose, in particular, was underdressed for the weather, and it occurred to Jessica that not even Jehovah’s Witnesses were.