She thanked me as I sat down and ran her hands through my hair. As we watched the movie she kept running her hands through my hair. I wondered, as she...was never this way before. I got up to get myself a drink of water, when I returned and sat downshe again ran her fingers through my hair. She asked me if I would like some coffee? I looked towards her and told her no, that is when I noticed that two of her buttons were open and I could see most of her breasts. Mrs. Ahuja was in her early forties. The oak and cottonwood trees were beginning to change colors and the Douglas firs were their usual fragrant selves. I pulled into my customary parking lot in the faculty lot by my building. It was my customary spot because I am usually among the first faculty to arrive for my day at this small yet renowned institution of higher education, so I get to chose. The night before had left a glow in my cheeks. I count myself as the luckiest man I know. I left my car in the lot and headed up to my. “What's this?” I asked, examining the card.“Jen, this is my business. Several of the wives are involved and you're welcome to join us. I would like to offer you and opportunity to join us but I'm sure you have things you would like to ask me.”“You’re right. I have several questions. First of all, exact;y what is it that you do? How is it not against company policy? I won't get involved in anything illegal.”"I assure you there is nothing illegal about what we do. It's just a bit.... This allowed for a quick and exhilarating pen picture of the mean manly atmosphere in the strip joint although he knew he would have written it out in later drafts as too heavy. In the little time left after tidying round his room, he hurriedly emailed what he had to keep de Winter going. He could pretend he had just left the over-heavy characterisation in so as to discuss with de Winter whether that was too much for a commercialised erotic story. He doubted de Winter would recognise.