It sparkles when it’s wet. I try and keep it wet whenever I can, if you know what I mean. I dress in jeans most of the time, ragged and ripped acros... the knees, T-shirt and no bra or knickers. There – that’s me!” Her words intoxicated me. They were like a drug. I found myself wanting her more and more. “Right. You sound great!” I didn’t know what else to say. She did sound great, I loved the five foot description. That would make her shorter than me. “Well, I’m girly. I like dresses, though. If you don't like one, mark it through. I will be doing the same after you get them to me. If there are any left, we'll determine if they should be kept."I figuratively took a breath. "What questions do you have?"Miz Raines said, "Mister Anderson, do you want salaries with that information?"I ignored her. "Since there are no further questions addressed to me, please get started."She looked at me and said, "I asked you a question." You didn't address it to me so I figured whatever it might be. Sometimes she would wear a negligee in the morning while drinking her coffee, but more often than not she would just curl up on the sofa and show off her perfect body. I would always dread having to stand up as I always had a semi when she was dressed like that. Tina would come out of the shower and she would only be wearing her negligee. Sometimes you could see her stiff nipples if it was chilly. From underneath the negligee they looked big and extremely hard. Something to get your teeth. I watched you and decided you weren’t getting away. I quickly come off the bed rushing behind you. As you enter the hall I softly push you from behind into the wall. Kissing your neck and your back, running my hand up to your breast, massaging it slowly. I love having you in my arms, I love the touch of your skin on my lips. Without a word you turn around, facing me, your eyes staring into mine. You kissed me softly; our kiss becomes more and more heated with love and passion. The towel slowly.