He had grown significantly, a contrast enhanced by my diminishedstature. His frame was also bulging with well-toned muscle. In the dimlighting, with...his oiled skin and dark complexion, Diane almost lookedlike he could have been sculpted in bronze. Short black hair curledtightly around his head. In his face, I could still see traces of theDiane I had known. His nose a bit larger, but still rounded at the tiplike hers. His lips were narrower, but still formed the same lustfulgrin as he. It said woman. All I could think to say was ‘ Do you think mine looks like that?’ Marti grinned. ‘Yes, they all pretty much do, but very few women ever expose their perfection, they leave it hidden. I guess it is either because they don’t know about it, ala, you. Or, they think there is something whorish about it and don’t want to be soiled.’ ‘How hard is it to keep it up?’ ‘Just an extension of the legs. Once you shave it, it is just a matter of upkeep every couple of days.’ I took one last. I thinkits perfect. The tables on the balcony seem too small though." I kept pace with her. Soothing her. Calming her. So very ironic. Icould feel Jen's insights flowing. Lisa, strode the room, stopping,fidgeting, throwing out her little commands to the caterers. Two other friends, acquaintances, were there. We exchanged compliments.Laughed about Lisa's state of frenzy. There was excitement in themoment, in being dressed up, in the promise of the evening. There wasexcitement and. She focused and once she did she looked directly at him. She had a new and somewhat entertaining smile which surfaced on her potentially sexy lips. A “new” had meaning filled her now and it was like nothing which had ever filled her before while at work. Now, whether or not he knew it or even felt it she was ready for it all. She was more then ready to do that if it was required. She told him about the truth, about her of the predicament finally. She told him who the two people were. She told.