I know how you think, what you like and don’t like. We fit.“I’ll make you this promise. I will never make any move towards you beyond friendship... I’m here for the children primarily. If you ever want more from me, you’ll have to make the first move and take your chances. I don’t need you anymore, David, but I do feel I owe you for all those years I threw away, and yes, I love you, as a friend. Understand?”“You really mean you want me to employ you?” David could not hide his scepticism.“Exactly. She was near 21, good looking, fair in complexion and of average height. But she was a sex bomb, very fat and healthy, and having enormous sexual appeal. She had huge sexy round thighs and boobs quite bigger for her age and hips were broad, protruding, and massive in size. We met briefly for almost 15 minutes and i remained hot throughout and coming home i masturbated imagining her.. Later on whenever we had phonic conversation i praised he sexy body. She at start got offence but i managed to. Before I moved in I heard that a woman was attacked down there. Whether it was an outside stranger or someone from within the building is still unknown. They never caught the attacker. At sixty-three Alma Morrow was still a strikingly attractive woman who actually looked at least a decade younger. She had no pretentions about her age and refused to dye it so it was kept a natural snow-white which was usually drawn back into a long, single pony tail. Her face was angular and bautiful with only. Too much to turn off and go through again later." Yah, it is." he agreed with a smile. "I never said I wasn't going to do it, I am. But you asked how I felt, and I'd rather go partying."She smiled, and kissed him. "I know. Thank you." She picked up her glass of champagne. "First, I want us a little drunk. Just enough to feel it, and a bit more. It'll lower our inhibitions a little." And how fast do you want me to get that drunk?" he asked, slamming a big mouthful of his Caesar as she drank some.