Today seems like a perfect day to get caught up on this task. After sorting the piles of mail in the order of importance, the reading starts.The task ...s going well when the doorbell disturbs my concentration. My first thought is some religious group is on the prowl, out to save my soul, an impossible task. Not happy with someone ruining my train of thought, I open the door, ready to do battle. To my shock and astonishment, standing before me is a young fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl dressed. Her sensesare totally reeling and as he senses this slowly leads herdeeper into the room. She can sense that it is dark in theroom, even though she is blindfolded and while she is only guessing, she believesthere to be candles everywhere... the atmosphere simplyfeels that way. And there is more somehow too that I cannotquite put her finger on, something about shadows but sheis distracted from her thinking as he stops her progressionand unbinds her wrists. Gently he rubs her shoulders anddown. I watched as he put his hands on my waist You wont tell mom when she gets back? I shake my head Of course not I answered.At that point he leaned down and kissed me softly and a little reluctant,as if to test the waters.I kissed him back more lustful then him,knowing thatd tell him it was okay I felt him pick me up and lay me down on the bed,he reached under me and untied my bikini top,I watched as he pulled it off and threw it in the floor.He pulled his lips away and kiss my neck then suck on. Gerry and Corinne come in to the room without knocking. Jenny looks up. They are deep in conversation; it's almost as though they don't realise she is there. "I think it's a very good idea," Corinne says to Gerry. "It will be nice to have one." That's what Ylena thought," Gerry responds. "It's just lucky that there's one on-site." He puts down the bag he's carrying."Excuse me," says Jenny, a little irritated. "I'm trying to do some work here." Having decided to get to grips with her work, she.