He told me that he'd speak with her.None of these problems were big issues, by themselves, but taken all together, they began to trouble me. I had bee... raised in an orphanage, and I could have put up with dirty linen without any real hardship, but that wasn't the point. I was the employer, and I had a right to have things done to meet my expectations, not to have to make do with what Karen decided was good enough. The whole thing came to a head at the end of the second week. It was Friday, and. But she started smiling. She said, hey, you were looking at me na ? I apologized. She laughed and said, why are you sorry, these things do happen at your age. You are young, and i do know how you feel at that age. I said, you won’t say it to my mother, would you ? She started laughing louder and said, why are you scared boy, i will never tell this to anyone. I said, you didn’t feel bad even a bit ? She said, i’m an older woman kk. No body pays attention to me. People see me as a respected. That will keep you from being embarrassed." She grinned at the shocked expression on his face. He looked as if he wasn't sure whether he should be outraged or mortified or gratified. Numb shock won out. "That was to pay you back for the hard time you gave me."She looked up into his face and asked in a small voice, "Did you really mean what you said about me being pretty and all?" Her voice was tiny and unsure. The expression on her face was one of defenseless hope."Yes I did. You are very. " "Well better some dry than none. Gimme your clothes and I promise I won't be a perv" he said smiling.She laughed and took her soaked shorts and shirt off; revealing the bikini of Mike's dreams. "Here Mike," she said tossing the clothes to him. "I'll just sit on this couch and save your seat." Mike said this was fine because the couch was old anyway. When Mike returned from the dryer he was battling arousal. He sat down dangerously close to Claire and tried not to stare at her beautiful body..