.?”“Graham, no need to make it more formal than that.” He smiled. “And you miss Taser, would you like me to address you by a less dangerous so...nding name?”“I kind of like Taser, but call me Alexis if that is more comfortable.”The waiter handed them two menus.“Order what you want, my invite,” Graham said.Alexis studied the drinks list. She was happy to concentrate on something else for a second. Her date, if she could call it that, was quite a man. He was good looking. The suit helped, but he. The following day was Christmas Eve. There were Christmas parties at the office and at Morton Field that I wanted to attend.I hated to do it but I needed my Christmas order picked up from the jewelry store. I couldn’t just go with twenty bodyguards so I asked Ed to go and pick up the things for me. I gave him my credit card to pay for them.I had ordered very expensive fancy necklaces and earrings to go with the new party dresses for all my mates, Mom and Lisa. It was something they would never. ..but the edge had faded a bit. I shared thesethoughts and Claire nodded in unison with my words and I felt decidedlyguilty again as though it was my fault.Claire knew me almost - no, definitely - better than I did. "Don't go ona guilt trip Honey. We are equally to blame. Now we suddenly have a newopportunity and it seems we are both as horny as each other. Instead ofjust jumping in to feel the depth, how about we start slowly and seewhere the current takes us?" I nodded to encourage her to. I responded by placing my arm around her bare shoulder and caressing it while telling her how good looking she was and how lucky I was to have her as a girlfriend. She looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes and kissed me softly on the cheek and whispered “I’m the lucky one.” I was glad we both felt the same way. As her hand continued to lightly caress my arm she slowly and lightly moved her hand to the inside of my thigh and continued the light caress with just the tips of her finger.