I was just dreaming at what it would be like to see her naked in all her glory… I dint have to wait long for that to happen.As we were talking was f...lly engrossed in her eyes spoke to her about the company present situation and what she wants to do further I life. Actually hse was very frank but shy too. I slowly shifted the direction of conversation to family life and husband. I asked her what kind of husband you want? She said he should love me and be committed to me Then she asked me what. "That jacket looks great on you. I bet it looks even better off you."I swiveled in my chair hoping my instincts were wrong and this was justsome random asshole I didn't know. Of course, given how my day had gone,I should have known I'd have no such luck. I let out a deep sigh as I sawBryce with his arm on the bar, leaning up against Sara, who was doingwhatever she could to wriggle her way out of this situation - literally.She tried being polite, but Bryce wasn't getting the message, and even. I'm pretty much the only visitor she ever gets."If Rebecca Stein was nervous, Adam couldn't tell. She greeted Leslie with a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek before introducing herself to the rest of the group. She was slightly more reserved than Leslie but it was evident she was happy to see everyone.Adam immediately noticed the panache everyone spoke of. Rebecca was tall. But she didn't stoop and try to hide her height like he had seen so many girls do. She carried her head high and shoulders. What the hell was she saying? Through the clouds in her mind, she knew this wasn’t right. She was a smart, strong, sexually healthy woman. She didn’t have a fart fetish. And she would never ask a man — but especially not this man — to bless her with… To bless her? The residue of the stench — that wet trashy flavor still in the back of her mouth — prodded something animal in her brain. OH GODDDDDD. That smell. Perfect awful smell. ‘I want another of your perfect farts, please,’ she whined. Less.