But then there was that notion of actually dating. What if she did end up matched up with a guy? The thought of having to go through the rigors of d...ting –the phone calls, the meet ups, the obligatory hugs and kisses, the “okay, now is a good time” sex-- just didn't appeal to her at all. Not at this point in her life, anyway. So when, poor Number 12, Arye, brought up the notion of “life partners”, she couldn't help but feel like her powder keg had been lit. Mia leaned against the bar once. His eyes were always focused on her legs, so much sothat his eyes never met Katie's eyes as she watched him looking at herlegs. If he had thought about it Alexander would have realised thatthere was a reason why Katie pulled her skirt down whenever he passed herdesk. The reason was that she had noticed that he was staring at herlegs and did not appreciate the attention from him.Also Katie was not the only lady in the office to have noticed theattention Alexander paid to her. Naomi, who was. I had no choice but to watch Tara’s face – to hear her voice – and to feel the movement of her hands as she started to undress me.Tara pushed my hands out of the way and pulled the edges of my top outwards until the last couple of buttons strained and then popped undone. She pushed it off my shoulders and tugged until it slid down my arms and dropped to the floor. She grabbed the hem of my vest and pulled up. My arms lifted and allowed her to peel the vest off me. It joined my pyjama top on the. I walked in and dropped the package on his desk, "Mortenson - signed, sealed and delivered. If you have no objection I'm going to take a week off and see if I can't get reacquainted with my wife."Harv gave me a big smile and said, "You earned it. Take however much time you want. While you're gone figure out how you want your new office decorated - Mr. Vice President of Sales."On the drive home I wondered if Helen would faint from shock when I came in the door. It had been months since I'd.