"You have some serious wood down there now, and you can't even see my breasts or twat now. It sounds like you certainly want to be the next one that I...have sex with in here, Vince. You've already stated how beautiful you think I am, but now you're not interested?" I am, but you're on the rebound now, Rebecca, and feeling vulnerable too. I couldn't take advantage of you like that." Even if I do this?" she inquired, undoing her towel.It fell, and I instantly got an extra close up view of her nude. Narcisa isn’t fooled by her niceness, yet she returns the smile. “Please, call me Narcisa. Now what can I do for you?”Farai steps further into the office. “May I have a seat?”“Please.” Narcisa waves a hand in an arc toward the set of chairs in front of her desk.“Thank you,” Farai says as she takes a seat.“So, again, what can I do for you?”“There appears to have been an attack on Doctor Donna Wilks, a coroner for the city,” she begins to explain. “Would you happen to know her in any capacity?”“I. That's all." Of course." Her friend told her smiling as if there was a private joke. "Guy will be the perfect gentleman." She paused. "If you want him to be." Sylvie!"As she drove back from Frant Marion's mind was turbulent. Regretting her impulsive agreement to have dinner with Guy at one moment and the next minute looking forward to an evening spent with a handsome, amusing young man who would give her his complete attention. She rationalised the situation. Charles did take her out to dine. No problem at all.” “You think?” “Definitely” “Well, who says I’d want it from you, James?” “You’re only human, Belle.” He holds my gaze for about ten seconds before his face cracks and he falls about laughing. “I’m pulling your leg, Belle. I’m no Adonis.” “Ah, so you can’t back it up?” “If I wasn’t with Louise, of course I could.” I look deep into his brown eyes as my hand slides along his inner thigh, and onto his crotch. “She’s not here now, is she?” James gulps deeply as my hand.