More tellingly she was not glamorous. Instead she was very, very pretty bordering on beautiful. She stood about five foot five or six with chestnut ha...r, a small retroussé nose, smiley lips and huge, deep blue eyes. She was slightly built with no more than a neat bosom and gently flaring hips. Her legs were, at least what Christopher had seen of them, stunning.There was a lot more about her than that though, he realised. She worked in the same bank as he did and Christopher knew she was highly. Her lips were like the softest of pillows for mine,and I couldn't get enough.I could kiss this special woman every second of every day for the restof my life, and when I met St. Peter at the pearly gates I wouldhonestly say I'd spent my life well. Better than everybody else.And that was why I was kissing Jade. Because she is the sexiestcreature on the face of the planet, and like a believer, I was payinghomage to my deity.As we continued kissing, softly making out, our tongues dipped intoeach. I was so nervous. Later in the day we ran into each other in the break-room while I was getting coffee she asked me in a soft low voice "So did you like my car?" I replied and told her it was a great car I would have to run more errands in it more often. She then asked me "Did you like my gym bag too?" I answered and told her I don't know what she's talking about. She said " I went through my bag in the ladies room and there was some slimy white stuff on my panties" I said oh Wow?! Nervous as. I crawled, I tried to scurry away but he grabbed at my hair and pulled me back."Ahhhhh!"I screamed in anguish as he pulled at my brunette locks. He knelt on one knee and pulls me so I saw his face. With tears building in my eyes I tried to look at his face, I tried to scream, his voice calmly said to me;"Calm down, if you keep struggling I am going to hurt you."With that no sound came from my mouth, the pure coldness of how he spoke made my blood run cold.I begged him, "P-p-please d-don't hurt.