"What's going on?" she asked.Jeff picked himself from the floor and said, "I was going to the bathroom, when this big, stupid, cow got under my feet. ...ou're up kind of early." I couldn't sleep," she said."My mom always said, a guilty conscience won't let you sleep."It had slipped out before he could stop it."What do you mean?" she asked with narrowed eyes.He thought fast."Don't worry, last night made up for the long wait. You were great."Her frown turned into a radiant smile. She walked over. "Jill was defeated, and nodded her acceptance to the man she basicallyagreed to leave her husband, the love of her life, for. Jill deftlyavoided introspection, any errant thoughts that might point to her ownselfishness, her most basic urges, were dismissed before they could takeroot. Geoff swept her into his arms, smiling broadly. Her bodyresponded without thought, and the two were soon again in his bed, theirbed. The following day at work she informed Tammy about thereservations she made. By her manner she managed to convey to me thatlooking down at her companion did not upset or embarrass her, and when wewere in the company of other six-footers, male or female, she always mademe feel a full member of the group.One problem we did have when our business associations led to a dinnerdance. Try as I might I could not seem to guide my companion smoothlyaround the dance floor. After several awkward attempts she came up with anovel proposal. "Why not let me lead?" she suggested. . “Be gone all day.”“Sure he's not drinking at the Foamy Delight?” I asked, arching my eyebrows.She rolled her eyes.“I bet he's just eyeing those busty maids that serve drink there.”“Men always like younger flesh,” she said, heat in her voice.I shook my head in disappointment. “When he has a perfect bed warmer here. A woman with curves makes for far more pleasant company than a scrawny lass.”She smiled, her back straightening just a tad, almost thrusting her tits at me. “And what would you know.