“Higher,” he instructed until I had the material bunched up just below my navel. “Good. Keep it like that. Just like that. Don’t move your han...s now.”I gasped silently when he went to his knees in front of me and inspected the area between my thighs very closely. His nose was almost pressed against me. His hands came up to clamp around my knees, which I was thankful for because they felt so rubbery.“That’s it,” he said, talking low to himself. “Oh fuck, look at this.”When he leaned in farther. That night when I got home, I received a text from Robert. He was asking me to come with him tomorrow. I asked where, and he responded with "Lunch, around noon". That's it. No explanation, nothing else. The next morning, I got ready and put on a casual black and white polka mini dress and black heels. My husband was not home and had gone out. Robert arrived at noon sharp and I sat in his car. He was wearing a blue polo and khakis and sunglasses that covered his intense eyes. Good, it would be. “Yeah, maybe,” she said in her twang. Her tone indicated that she’d do her best to avoid the county I walked in.I went to my hotel for the evening, and later dressed down to try to fit in at one of the local dives. No such luck. Something about me must scream “city slicker.” Disappointed that I couldn’t even strike up a decent conversation with a woman, I returned to the hotel. Whatever. It was best I get a good night’s sleep for the long day on my feet ahead.Red town surpriseThe trade show was. If you're a girl, you'll also know just how easy it is to wrap a guy around your finger if you're working there. it was halloween and i'd just had a huge argument with my boyfriend at the time over going out on halloween wearing a schoolgirl outfit. baring in mind i've worn far more revealing now, living in ohio i wanted to go down to athens and see what all the fuss was about. my intention wasn't necessarily to get fucked (despite what he thought) but with his attitude it damn well may have.