Assuring each that, "I just love you!"It was all so out of character for the quiet, reserved girl, that I think we must all have been frozen with shoc.... In fact, I'd barely got my head together by the time she got back to me and wrapped her arms around me again. She rested her head against my shoulder and sighed. "Oh, thank you, Jim. Thank you so much."It was, I think, just a natural reflex to return the embrace and pat her back. I was, however, very aware of her slim body, the softness of her. It became obvious from early days that he was a bit of a letch and a bit of a flirt. Almost from the day we moved in he began leering at me and this quickly progressed to him pawing and fondling me at every opportunity. On the occasions I saw him out and about he would always stop and chat. I always got the impression he was ogling me, and his eyes often seemed more interested in my cleavage rather than talking to my face.I had mentioned this to Mike and he said I was probably imagining it, but. After she refused our prodding to go ahead and fill out a card, I finally filled it out myself and then dragged Kim with me. In the end, she got the lapdance on the "bed" while I got to sit on the couch and watch. It was a win-win all around."Emmanuelle" did do her second set an hour after the first, and if I didn't know any better I'd say she was showing off for us. Bert actually started filling out a request card for her, but a glare from me and a questioning eyebrow from Lynne made him think. ” As the day drags on, more workers come in. Jimmy, the burned out pot smoking metal-head. Jackie, the manager's lesbian assistant, and Tony, the biggest black man I've ever met, but most definitely a gentle giant. I end up running out of something, and have to go in the walk-in fridge to get another. Dannie happens to be there, looking for something. “Hey, watcha need?” I ask her. “Sopresatta. Where the fuck is it?” “Oh, that's on the top shelf.” The top shelf, of course, being eight feet.