She is carrying a leather purse and acase that even match her gloves. A professional woman, I guess. Maybe sheis a lawyer, or in business or she's a m...nager in some store. She lookspoised, confident, powerful, someone who has got it made. I am brieflyenvious of what looks like her comfortable life. I wonder if she has everworked in a diner.But she looks tense. I wonder what her day will hold. At least as awaitress I don't have business pressures but somehow I feel drawn to her.The force, or. ’ She stood up in front of me. ‘It’s very professional, and acceptable at work, but still sexy. Don’t you agree?’ She stood in frontof me for a second, posing a bit. Nicole was wearing a nice navy blue suit, with a long sleeved top that came down in the center to hint at her cleavage. The matching skirt was incredibly short, and I wondered why I hadn’t noticed earlier. Her long brown hair was pinned up, and she wore nude stockings on her long legs. A pair of matching heels finished the. I hear her moan. We just start to get into each other. Mind you I don't want sex with a woman, but a woman knows what another woman needs in a touch. The door opens. Pete crawls back in. He is behind me. I feel his hands on my hips. He whispers in my ear. "Your time is up for now. Thank you for your time I feel my neck being released. My arms and legs are quickly released. I exit the truck. My body wants more.I drive home hot and wanting more. I can't take it. Pete does this to me more and. ”“What?” Bobby perked up.“She thinks you raped me. She called the man about it. That’s when I decided to leave.”“This can’t be happening,” moaned Bobby. “Why in hell did you come here?”“Because I know you didn’t rape me and I need someplace to stay until my roommate picks me up on January sixth.”Bobby stared at her.“My roommate dropped me off on her way home for the holidays. She’s picking me up to take me back to school on Thursday.” Paula shifted the suitcase to her other hand.“How’d you get.