“You’re not fake, are you Lex?” she asked solemnly. “I don’t think so,” I answered. “You seem passionate,” she continued, “A young m...n who values people above wealth.” Before I could answer, she tugged at the belt around her waist letting her bathrobe fall open, exposing her beautiful figure clad in a dark-blue matching set of sheer lace bra and panties. I had only ever seen pictures of women like her in glossy magazines. None of my girlfriends had come close to having a body like her. I felt. He wasted no time closing the distance then kissing her passionately. Months of flirting and playfulness had finally come to this. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Naturally, he grabbed her ass, lifting her to a nearby table. She spread her legs welcoming him. Just as she had imagined, his hands were all over her. First, he squeezed her ass and pulled her close. In one quick move, he grabbed her top, pulling it up over her head, tossing it to the floor. Her tits were amazing. Sliding her. Upon arriving in the city I checked into my hotel, took a long hot soak in the tub and took a 2 hour mid-afternoon nap. Iam a collector of interesting books and I possess several first editions and I knew New York City had some very good booksellers. I did a bit of research and found uncovered some addresses in the Soho neighborhood so I hired a cab and headedoff in search of some literary treasures. The first book store I visited was a largely disappointing endeavor but the second shoppe I. Smiling again, he placed the filmy garment on the counter near the sink.He let the cold water run, and once again washed his face and neck like a man trying to awaken. As he toweled himself dry he heard something. He cocked his head to listen, amused at his querulous reflection in the mirror."Michael?" the soft voice was clearer once he opened the bathroom door, the towel still in his hand."I'm in the bathroom, Erica." I woke up and you were gone," she said lazily as he walked back into the.