I never did it in public, though, but sometimes, in the privacy of my own bedroom, I'd do it just for fun.We worked out some kind of routine that she ...ould do."Now as your lion, you're going to have to keep me on a leash," she said. "So put the chain on my neck."She turned her back towards me and kneeled on the floor in front of me. Then she lifted up her hair exposing her neck. I examined the chain - on one end there was a handle with an extendable chain, the kind people often use for their. It was unusually hot for a spring day and I took off my T-shirt. As I mowed the lawn, I glanced over at the picture window and my jaw dropped as I watched her cleaning the window. She was wearing a pair of cutoff blue jean shorts and a white crop top with a plunging neckline. Her voluptuous breasts were on full display, every delectable curve. Her long brown tresses draped over her shoulders, dangling in front of her shirt.I looked away quickly, hoping she didn’t see me staring as she swayed to. She could look at anything but Ben. "Sounds charming," she forced herself to say.Ben chuckled. "Yeah, well, it ain't Wheel of Fortune." He scratched furiously at his scalp. "You've gotta get trophies from your wins, and the one I had to get to pass the test was this one Rott Wheeler's jacket."She smiled. "And this person took you three tries?" Yeah. His bike had more power than mine back then, so every time he saw me he'd just take off." Ben extended one hand away from his body in a 'flying. " Let me finish." She hadn't released my arm with her hand nor my hand with her other one."I've been pursued; usually for my body or for Dad's money. The first is not too surprising. I'm not stupid. I'm pretty."I said, "No, you're heart-stoppingly beautiful." Okay. That's your opinion. I dress down. Very few have been able to get anywhere. None of those have ever been invited home. The other group gets even less respect. I can be pretty mean to them. One would-be suitor lost interest when Dad.