Seeing one of the elevator doors beginning to shut, Tom broke into a sprint and stuck his arm into the closing doors and made them bounce back open al...owing him entry. When he finally settled into the front corner of the elevator in front of the floor selection panel, he noticed a pretty young woman of about twenty-two or three leaning up against the wall at the back of the lift. He nodded a cursory hello and turned back to wait for his stop on ten. Just as the elevator passed the sixth floor. Eventually I wrapped the bath towel around my waist, eased the toilet seat down and took up a position facing the shower. She asked what I was doing, to which I responded I was admiring the view just as she had. After a pregnant pause she reponded that this was probably fair, given the show she had been proivided in the lounge room. I watched intently as she washed from head to toe, I am sure some of it was especially for my benefit. The vision of her bending to wash her calves as her ass. ” I paused. “For now, I’m glad you’re enjoying the day. We ought to think about something to eat. We could go into Keswick...”“Could we ride round the lake? Make sarnies back at ... at home?”Home? My van?I dare say you’re wondering what’s wrong with me. Some might understand reluctance to have sex with a young woman who admitted to a history of prostitution, but in all honesty that was only a part. I suppose some might wonder about said young woman seeking to live in a motorhome with a man. I can feel the sweet anticipation of slowly peeling away those lacy black panties, again exposing you to the contrast of crisp air and my warm, insistent breath. I can almost taste you already.I would take a few seconds just to look upon you, to take in every detail of your most sacred flesh, the folds of perfect skin - the fullness of your blushed lips - the neatly crafted hair adorning your gorgeous mound - the glaze of erotic excitement catching the light as your pink lips pulse, before I.