I said “hi” and grinned rather sheepishly. There was some unusual fear; that kind of fear which I had never had in my life. He asked me to sit dow... on a couch and offered me a drink and my favorite chocolate. I was overwhelmed. I had unwrapped the chocolate, had a bit of it and asked him Wassup? I was sure of what was going to be next, but still I was unsure of what may happen next. He sat beside me. While I was drinking the juice, he wrapped his hands around my shoulder. I thought, here it. She seemed to like the attention. I felt protective and jealous. When Katie got up to go to the bathroom, I asked Sarah if she’d noticed what was going on, to which she responded that Katie was just being polite with the waiter and that she didn’t really fancy him. When I asked her about the flimsy blouse Katie was wearing, Sarah told me that it said more about me than about Katie for having even noticed it. I felt like a dirty old man. --- In the afternoon, we went back down to the lake. Our. He moved his hand down her side and hooked his fingers under her shirt, pulling it up and exposing her side. Reaching her bra, he moved his hand under her and stroked the flesh that was spilling forward from the bra. He watched the curve of her back arch and sway as he worked her breasts free from the fabric. She bent forward to kiss his stomach and shrugged the strap of the bra off her shoulder. Emboldened by her maneuver, he reached to her back and undid the clasps, letting it fall away as. "That's right... you do." She let her smoking black eyes linger on Laura's mouth. "Meet you there."Deshona's bedroom was immaculate and severely neat, the bedspread taut, the dresser tops gleaming and clean, the blinds tilted just enough to let a faint spray of sunshine through. Since she was often away, and also since she could afford it, Deshona had a cleaning woman who kept everything this perfect. How nice to have money, Laura thought wistfully. No house cleaning to get in the way of your.