A look of shock ran across Vincent’s face, shortly fading into anger. “What the fuck is your problem? I went out of my way to come see you tonight...and this is how you act? You’re so fucking ungrateful.” There were so many things I wanted to yell at him in that moment, but I kept quiet. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. I was so miserable, so lost. I felt dirty. But not because of what I had done, but because of how he made me feel. Vincent took an exaggerated breath and said ‘Okay, are. "Doesn't that feel good as I rub it into yourbody Chrissie? It feels good for me too, and you feeling my thigh. Do youknow why I use this cream little Chrissie?"I smile looking up into her eyes. "Yes, let me guess to keep your bodysoft and smooth," I say but feeling her soft smooth thigh is all I amthinking about as I moan softly feeling her skin."Yes you are so right I put two coats of this cream over my whole bodylike I have done to you except for between your legs were I have putthree. Iordered her to turn around which took her a little while because herlegs had stiffened up. I had her sit on her butt and lean back againstthe couch. I fixed my panties, straightened out my skirt, then put mylegs over her shoulders. I was still wearing my shoes so in ourposition, my shoes were positioned against Simone's breasts.I didn't have to wait long for the door signal to chime. Simone heardit, and knowing what it was she tried to bolt and leave the room.Instead I tightened the grip I had. “How about casual tonight? That way we can dress casually and there would be a higher probability of my getting to see you with your hair down and in your glasses again,” I responded. “I see,” she said, looking at the computer screen one more time, but holding her gaze longer than merely a glance. “Well, how about if I make us a reservation, say for seven, and we can have Thomas drive us to the restaurant and anywhere else we decide to go after dinner,” she said, while looking at the computer.