They'd order breakfast and then without words they would each grab a slice of toast and offer it to the other.This time I could see her eyes and they ...winkled with inner amusement when she noticed my fascinated stare.I blushed when she winked and deliberately bit into the toast he offered her.I couldn't stop my smile. But, I couldn't help wondering, either: Five years I'd been an observer of their ritual -and I didn't even know their names. Would I ever know the story behind their morning. You start telling me about the duties I’ll be performing such as keeping your business schedule, planning your business trips, social functions etc. and I’m wondering why you had me sign a confidentiality agreement for this and then you say that along with the normal duties that you just told me about I would also be required to take care of your personal needs and I say that that doesn’t sound to bad. You look at me and then proceed to tell me that those personal needs mean sexual needs since. She looked up and waved as Cerys came in to the coffee shop. Cerys looked as disorganised as ever, nodding an acknowledgement to Allison as she tried to juggle her large shoulder bag while she ordered a cappuccino. Fumbling in the bag in search of her purse as she reached the end of the counter, she almost knocked a pile of pastries to the floor while trying to find the money to pay.Finally, with her bag tucked awkwardly under one arm and her coffee in its tall cup swaying disturbingly on a. What I couldn’t believe was how she had filled out and blossomed into the small, perfectly proportioned, sexy young thing before me. I was almost instantly aroused at the sight of her.Always a small shy girl, Maria would almost shrink into the background whenever her Uncle Al would visit. Which is not to say, I didn’t notice her. Despite her shy ways, and her diminutive stature, there was always a sparkle in her eyes hidden behind her glasses. That and a very, very sweet little ass which I.