"Join me at the table then. I have some Banana Nut Muffins and I can warm them in the microwave. And the coffee's hot and fresh." she said. "And Tim, ... think you can drop the Mrs. Adams now. You're an adult. Call me Sara."Sara looked him up and down as Tim pulled the chair out and sat down. She thought it strange that she'd never really noticed what a fine young man Tim had become, strong, lean, and very handsome. She busied herself with pouring two cups of coffee. Tim was sitting at the end of. She was a MOST lovely lady, that enjoyed social situations to the fullest. She was a little darker complected than Francis, and was rounded MOST pleasantly. She had a baby-doll face, and the shape to make all men drool. She wasn't easy, but, for the right incentive, could be had. She was also VERY discerning in her tastes. She absolutely would NOT go out with a married, or even an engaged, man. She drank VERY sparingly, and then only wines, or an occasional beer.She had been working at the. Is she fine?I am ok, on a road trip right now.No, I don’t have anything planned in the near future but you know the nature of my work.Ok, I hear you, Ok Zain. Thank you. Very nice of you!!!Hey Zain, remember last time we spoke; you told me you were looking for a Microbiologist to work at this hospital. Is the position still open and can I send someone to come see you? Wonderful, Oh thank you very much really. Should I give him your telephone number, I mean your cell phone number so that he can. "You have shampoo in your hair," he laughed. The small hope that had been rising inside of me quickly dropped. Then he looked around the bathroom and grabbed the robe that was hanging on the back of the door. "Here, let's get you covered up," he said, tossing it around me. I didn't take it. "Why?" I whispered, looking down at his feet. "What?" I looked up at him, blue staring into blue, and asked, "Why don't you want to sleep with me?" He was dumbfounded. His mouth gaped open like some kind of.