If he asked her a question she answered him but she never made eye contact.He went into town at the usual time. She scoured the local newspaper and se...rched the employment section. She circled a few which were suitable. She phoned a similar shop and enquired about a job there. If she could just get away she’d be safe. Safe from him and more importantly from herself. This wasn’t normal behaviour. This was a wild fantasy which had got out of hand.One of the regular customers came into the shop. "Tough little babe, aren't you?" he said.She smiled, thrilled at his touch."Not very," she said. "I do the best I can." As far as I'm concerned," he said, "you could just stand there and look beautiful."Her face reddened. Beautiful? Dirty and covered with sweat? Hardly. But she warmed at his words. Neither he nor Josh had touched her before, and now he was calling her beautiful. She fought back an unexpected surge of desire. Then Josh came striding up and they went back to work.They had barely. Let us say her name was Geetu. Geetu first sent me a picture of 4 women and asked me to find her by only telling me her stats (which is 34-30-34). I failed miserably.One of her friends was a bombshell and matched the stats. Later she sent her picture in a crop-top. Gosh! She was more than enough for a man to wet his pants without even a touch. Her boobs looked so good and fleshy for a woman of late 20s.The actual fun started when she asked me to write the story on her behalf (after reading my. We caught the elevator to the lobby and proceeded through to the front entrance. Instead of his Land Rover, which I had expected, Richard was lounging against the front wing of a gleaming new black Jaguar XJ Executive Salon. He smiled and politely handed Ellen and Lynne into the back as I settled into the front passenger seat. As he pulled away from the curb I asked, "And when did you acquire this fancy bit of basic transportation?" Oh, it's just a little something that caught my eye a few.