Her chestnut hair, rich and lustrous as ever, hangs halfway down her back.Her bare white arms, which are liberally spotted with small moles, move indu...triously, scrubbing each plate, placing it noisily in the rack before repeating the action with another piece of crockery or cutlery.I feel my erection straining against the fabric of my trousers.I imagine Sharon in hot pants and flimsy revealing top with thigh length black leather boots plying her trade as a hooker on the streets of New York. In fact, I loved doing it, because it was a dream about you. Some of the symbolism in this dream is obvious. The cafe table and the cups of coffee are things we've talked about as a part of our first meeting. Waiting to be together is something we've also talked about. At first, we wanted to meet to get to know each other better. Then we wanted to meet so we could see each other. After a while, we wanted to be able to touch each other. Now, we want to touch each other intimately, to bring. ..there seemed almost nothing there compared with the sex of a man but oh what subtle mysteries I was to find to explore.I followed her lead, taking off my shift.I watched her eyes as they roamed over my naked figure appraisingly. I was brazen as a harlot. I showed myself to her. I wanted her to see me. My fall, my sin did not seem such to me and to the extent it did I gloried in it.We entered the water together and waded out to a little nook under a great willow. The water rippled between us. Actually, Allison thought, I guess it depends what he wants out of it too. To Allison that seemed as though it could range from experiencing embarrassment and discomfort at one end of the spectrum through to acute humiliation and pain at the other.As far as actually drafting something was concerned, Allison didn’t think it was likely to be difficult. She could easily use one of the standard contract templates that they used in the office. There was one that she had worked on as part of a supply.