I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark and I seriously considered walking back to my apartment, picking up the phone, and telling Bonnie to go to ...ell. I knew she could have me evicted though, and I really didn't have the cash to get another apartment. The bitch really had me over a barrel, and I knew now that when I thought I was seducing her, she was sucking me right into her little trap.I felt my way down the hallway making sure to count out only 4 doors, the last thing I needed was to. I knew that my parents’ assumption was legit.“Actually, there was nothing going on in that department either, Dad. At the time, I was just very naive and felt very insecure engaging anyone at that level ... girl or boy. Don’t get me wrong, I knew a lot about sex then, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do the things that I knew about.” Sensing an opportunity to take things to another level I got up the courage to blurt out, “Actually, you might be surprised to learn that I have you to thank,. "As a matter of fact I do have a 'follower', Raymond Coleville. He has been sweet on me since I was a teenager. He joined the Light Infantry, eventually becoming a Lieutenant Colonel, and I went into nursing. I treated him shabbily – I was a selfish, unfeeling, bitch as a young woman – and the poor man finally gave up on me and married someone else." She wore a wistful expression on her face. "I believe he married his wife because she looked a bit like me. The poor woman died five years ago. I. " So I understand. Stand straight a minute. Look at the bodice. Is there anything you would change?"Maria frowned, studying the high square yoke and short sleeves. She reached up, fluffed the sleeve ends, frowned. "I think something fuller here would look better, don't you? And the neck's not quite right. But mainly it's the color. Against my skin I mean." Nothing else? What about the way it tucks to your waist? Or hangs under your arms?" The waist's O.K. Not too tight. KiKi's been teasing me.