Glancing quickly at her reflection in the mirror she spots a pair of beady eyes staring back at her from behind the door. Turning to find herself alon..., she inhales deep, brushing it off as her over-active imagination playing tricks. Still feeling uneasy, she washes herself quickly before turning off the water and grabbing her towel."I just had the strangest sensation," Sue says as she enters the kitchen."Oh yeah?" Looking up from his paper, Dave whistles. The subtle curve of her breast forces. "Oh my God. Becky Davis." You know her?" Cassie asked.Heather nodded. "She's totally in love with Harold Gallan. I mean, they keep talking about getting married. Oh God. What if her fantasy involves someone other than Harold?"Richie snorted. "Guess they shouldn't've got together in the first place, then, huh?"Jason frowned. "Richie, I've been reading up on the psychology of fantasies. It doesn't work that way. Even the most devoted mates have fantasies about other people."Richie rolled his eyes. The guys were cheering and clapping like crazy. Now I could understand why the man on the phone had said that Susanna was one of the favourite strippers. Susanna has put a lot of energy into the strip and by the big smile on her face, had really enjoyed showing herself off. She walked through the crowd of men at the bottom of the steps, not covering herself up at all, giving them a close look at her tits as she walked by them. I’ll never forget that night I saw Susanna stripping. More than any. These werenot sexy uniforms like the French Maid uniforms out of most people'sfantasies. No, these were strictly utilitarian in nature and the polyestermaterial was not as sensual to the touch as silk. However, Tom foundhimself getting aroused and excited looking at them and wanting to trythem on. He even found himself wondering what it would be like to wearthese while cleaning. Tom cursed himself for his thoughts. Could he reallybe excited about this? Did Princess Dee have him pegged correctly.