Let me see what you have to offer."She fumbled with the top button on her blouse. "You mean?" Did I stutter? Show me the merchandise."She began to und...ess. Looking down the whole time and in general, boring the ever-lovin shit out of me.I turned toward the door. "Never mind. I know I don't need a prude, man or woman. I can see why your last girlfriend left you." Stacey... wait."I turned back around and watched her strip. Okay, she wasn't very good at it, but she tried. Oh, how she tried. She. ."I snuggled back into his side."Careful now, flower scented soap, shampoo and now my detergent, you're gonna start smelling like a girl soon." I said inhaling deeply. There were the flowery scents, yes. but more. Something of his base scent that just said, Kevin."I could do worse." Oh?" I said, "Planning on mucking out the stalls?" Hardly." He said with a grin I was beginning to know well. "I could smell like you." Me? I already smell of all of that." I protested."Hm."He was kissing my neck. They are small which would help to draw less attention. Being a non-profit school, we will need far better identification than usual." I had already withdrawn the data cube seeing all the information that she was supplying. Hmmm, it appeared she was correct. Though, it also seemed they had above average security. {Can you get through this?} My thoughts asked. {Yes Roger. Theirs’s aren't as high as the last I got through. They do seem to have more pitfalls though easily avoidable.} Sheila's. Hudson smiled and we chatted and sipped the tea. First of all she told me that since I will be staying the whole school year at her house that I should not call her Mrs. Hudson but rather by her first name Ruth or Mrs Ruth. Being Indian and from a good family I told her I cannot be that familiar with her since she was my elder, but asked if I can call her Aunty which was how I would do in India. She smiled and said okay and then told me she would call me by my first name Raju. At bit about me.