Not as much as I wrote her, and she never shared her thoughts or actions. Hell, she never talked about herself, but somehow, she always knew just what...to say.She was insightful, with smart advice when I needed it.She was encouraging and complimentary when things were hard.She was tough and stood up to me when I needed shaking up.For the third time this girl had gotten into my head, but this time it wasn’t as an infatuation.She was a companion. We didn’t flirt, I didn’t pine after her.I had a. I hope you won’t object?’ My kiss answered him. Much later when we stopped kissing I had a thought. ‘Jerome. Before you ask my father, shouldn’t you tell yours about working for Uncle Jonas?’ ‘Yes. Although he couldn’t stop me. I’m over twenty-one. He could cease my allowance. That’s all he could do. I suppose he could disown me and cut me out of his will, but I wouldn’t get much anyway. Most of the property is entailed and will go to Henry. I’ll just tell my father I’m going to work for his. When she got to electronics I watched as she feigned interest in a few of the cd's before wandering over to the digital cameras. Casually she took a small body cam from the rack and left the department. Her next stop would be the furniture area. It was the least covered part of the store since who would try to shove a couch down their pants. At least it used to be.Casually she knelt down as if to check out a small end table. As I watched from one of the new high definition cameras I saw her. Someday we’ll get her to Sharon’s for a real selection when she was ready for it. We wanted to show her what sexy was but we steered her to the more discrete items that fully covered her. But still, I wanted her to have some things that would be pretty for certain times. There we got her some thongs and stockings. I asked if she ever wore high heels. The look on her face said it all. So our next stop was a nice shoe store. We found a nice pair with short heels for her to get comfortable in.Back.