”I quietly said, “Thank you” and slipped them off, thinking about his seemingly matter-of-fact attitude toward what lies ahead. A gentle prod se... me in motion down the single file stairs, and into the dimness that lay beyond.The steps were a bit rough. It was a good thing I was barefoot. The floor was also cool, not cold, the air not humid, as might be expected, just cool. Cool enough to perk up my nipples. I felt the dampness between my legs and the tingle of excitement the atmosphere was. Rochelle is basically part of a very rich family of builders and real estate developers. Being a rebel, she wanted to do something of her own so started this company and was CEO at a very young age. She is beautifully crafted by god and is stunning to a level that your tongue would touch the floor in the desire.During our meeting, I was fully engrossed in admiring her while only a percent of my brain was listening to what she was saying. She is 5 feet 5 inch lady with black hair, dreamy eyes. There was none. I checked my secret phone; there was nothing from Tony either but I consoled myself with the thought that we were meeting up after work that afternoon.Okay it was only the coffee bar and we couldn’t even kiss properly but Tony had said we might get a chance to be together later, hadn’t he? I got up, had a long bath rather than my usual shower and dressed for work. In the bath I shaved my arms, legs and vulva again – my Little Pink Pussy as Tony called it - just in case we got. I've already toldyou. You're a young man who had the good sense to get out of a badenvironment ... who has the initiative to make it on your own ... whouses the talents you can to survive. Why am I being nice? Because Irespect you! There's not much I can do to help you except give you afew nights of comfort but you deserve that and more."He seemed startled at my emphatic tone and just stood looking at me.Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist, laid his head on myshoulder, and cried. I.