The intelligence analyst inside him finally made a another connection,one he should have made days ago. He wasn't just reacting to Viniciuslike a girl... physically and emotionally. He was reacting like aspecific TYPE of girl; a young woman, shy and perhaps who'd been alittle sheltered, but with a flowering sexual curiosity and a romanticstreak. Such women were prime candidates for subversion in the propercircumstances. Julia had been one... He tried several times that evening to throw the. Just then we heard a loud crash from out in the showroom.“Oh shit!” I shouted and started running. Josh was right behind me. I could see Larry backing out of the local talent room with a shocked look on his face.“What was that noise?” I called out as I closed the distance. Larry was walking like a zombie. He turned to face me. Our eyes met. I could see the pain in them. I could see the hurt turning into rage. Everything around me seemed to disappear. All I could see was Larry. He knew it was me. “I can’t wait to see you in that Cari. You look so hot now and in that I may lose my mind girl!”His condo was large, beautiful and as elegant as he. There was a huge antique white and black marble fireplace in the center of the living room. His kitchen was huge and open with shiny, elegant black granite countertops. The dark furnishings looked like I was in an English Castle. I was more interested in finding the bathroom so I could try on this magic outfit! I went to the bathroom and stripped. Just moments after she was in the dressing room heknocked to see if everything was OK. A bit hesitant shesaid yes but wanted his opinion of the black and tealoutfit, “Does this look OK?” she asked as she stepped out of theroom. Feeling very vulnerable she waited for his response. “It looks good but try on the other.” The other was a French maid looking outfit with thighhighs and garter belts that she had never worn before.She put the outfit on but had trouble with the.