“Would you mind massaging my back?” she asked, placing her hands on the edge of the jacuzzi.I placed my hands on her shoulders and massaged my way...down her back, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin.“Are you still awake?” my mom asked from outside the door.I removed my hands from my stepmom’s back and she told me, “Forget her.”I looked at the door then back at my stepmom while I thought of what to do.“Hey, are you up?” my mom asked, slightly opening the door.“Fuck, I forgot to lock the door,”. ..so.." "Revealing?" she said. "No...well yes, but it's also very accurate. Not just the costume but you as well, you look like the very personification of an Amazonian princess." She giggled slightly as her cheeks flushed red. Then smiled as she pushed an arrant tussle of hair behind her ear. "Really?" she asked in a whisper. "Yeah sorry, I don't mean to embarrass you." I said."It's not that it's just that most guys here don't give me eye contact if you know what I mean." she said sticking out. .. I just tried to make sure I didn't char it on the grill. By this time it had gotten dark ... I mean it was January ... and none of us had really noticed that the temperature had started to drop. And when I say "drop" that's what I mean!!! One of those times when it goes from the mid 40s for a high to the lower 20s over night. Also none of us noticed until I went out to close and cover the grill that it had started misting and by now it was starting to freeze. Well all three of the girls. She dressed very plainly and was very quiet. She came to work on time; her work was very good and she said very little to anyone, including Sandra. Sandra suspected that Rachel lived at home and was a devout churchgoer, but the her file said little beyond her name, address and work experience. Sandra had not undergone any massive changes in her office demeanor. She may have been less ready to scream at employes but she still did it. She didn't seek out co-workers to torment but if the.