I was wondering whether there's a Mrs Metcalf?" Nope." Well that's a relief. You see, Tony (I nervously twisted my empty wine glass round)... I find y...u... extremely attractive and... when I agreed to come out with you for supper, I was hoping that... er... maybe..." (then I dried up)."You were hoping that maybe it might lead somewhere?" Er... sort of. Yes." So was I." He beamed that lovely smile again.We paused in our gentle flirtation, as Mario had appeared with the Chianti, insisting on Tony. What do you think?”Anne replied, “She is your assistant--she is used to doing what you say. However, she certainly doesn’t throw her body around the office, although she really has a spectacular figure. I suggest we have a few drinks and see if the ice princess is really made of ice. If she doesn’t react appropriately, then maybe it’s you and me again—not the end of the world, is it?”Randy replied, “Of course not Anne. Sex with you has always been spectacular.”I knocked on Randy’s door at five. " Diana then affectionately placed a soft hand on Scott's cheek. "Let's just take it a step at a time, OK, Scott?"
 "That's perfect," Scott responded. "Now let me kiss you goodnight."
 The good night kiss was decorous at first; however, it did not take long for Diana and Scott's wild infatuation with each other to take command. The couple was soon passionately French kissing and frantically groping each other. Their hands were exploring everywhere but Diana's bosom and Scott's throbbing. "Oh, no, someone's stolen my pajamas," I whispered.His immediate reaction was to cover his mouth with his free hand and stifle a laugh. I put my finger to my lips and shooed him out of the room while I retrieved my undershorts, pants and t-shirt. I slipped carefully out of my lover's embrace and tiptoed out of the room and toward where the little guy slept. I entered and closed the door behind me."Good morning, Jan-Richard." G'morning Papa." Papa? Why do you call me that?" Gramama says you will.