The girl opened the passenger door, bending her tight little body down so she could make her way into the vacant seat. She had on a pair of worn musta...d colored platform heels, her striking slim legs being the center of my focus as she slithered her way into my car. Her shoulder length brown hair framed her pretty face and her almost singlet like top had the print of the American flag as it's design.Once she had buckled herself in, she began giving directions. This time I listened, but it. Interrupting the ladies’ giggling, I took a surprised Isabella with me to translate when I faced the shrieker.The tirade intensified, directed at me once the young woman saw me. It was hard not to laugh as the scene reminded me of my first meeting with Isabella, except this stunning blonde barely cleared five feet and barely looked old enough to be considered a woman. After listening calmly to her tirade for several moments, I turned to Isabella who was grinning smugly, recognizing her own. John? Is something wrong? Are you having a heart attack?"I really didn't think he had any health problems but you can never be too careful. I didn't want the poor old man to die before I got his money and order down. Now don't think I'm being callous. Even though the old man was a pervert I did like him and didn't want to see anything bad happen to him. I just really wanted to sell my cookies so I could go to camp.He showed me into his sitting room. I had only been in it once before when I came. ‘Just wear it darling, you’ll look ravishing in it. Even if you don’t wear it anywhere, just seeing you in it will make me happy.’ Alex gives her his best pouty expression. Abla laughs out loud and acquiesces. ‘Well, I am all about making my man happy.’ She takes the dress and heads to the bathroom. Alex slaps her playfully on the bottom as she passes him. Abla is in the bathroom. Changing into the sheer fabric turns her on. She smiles at her reflection, ‘Damn girl, you do look hot!’ She gets.