Then he sat down again, and looked at Nonni. She was in her late thirties, and he was mesmerised by her. He had been impressed by her looks ever since...he’d first set eyes on her: her skin was the colour of burnished copper, he thought, and she had long, almost black hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was a little over five foot tall, and just a little plump – she couldn’t look any better. Apart from being a real beauty she usually was very good company, too. Especially the last ten months or so. After seeing a few more private rooms we went into the spa. It was here that Bonnie told me that I could undress to my underwear or a towel. I opted for my underwear at this stage. As I made my way back upstairs eager to find my friends I could not help but notice the startling array of women, all different shapes and sizes but all oozing sex appeal. One girl with long fair hair hair tied back in ponytail with a slender body has dancing suggestively on a table. She slowly released her small. This day could not get anyworse he thought, but he quickly found out he was wrong.After grabbing a quick lunch at noon, Jim spent the next six hoursmodeling dresses for Jen. They hit ten stores, buying 12 dresses, twopairs of shoes, three bathing suits and what seemed to Jim to be anexcessive amount of cosmetics. Its not that money was an issue, thefamily was well-off, but he felt that buying so much for his daughterwould make her spoiled. When the mall closed at six and they returnedhome, Jim. Get over it, Zeb, it really wasn't that big a deal. So I stood you up. So, shoot me in the ass. Enough already!" I looked at her and deflated."Okay, you're right. Forget I said anything. If you need help, I'll do my job, and I guarantee you'll pass. I'll need your availability schedule, so I can set up the times." I scribbled my email on a post it I pulled from my shirt pocket and handed it to her—well hell, I was still a nerd. "Figure it out, your availability, and email it to me. And send me.