Unlike Holland, she was nice and personable. She treated everyone with respect, if not admiration, for their professional accomplishments. Very quickl..., she became the mediator between Campbell and the others, mostly because she never seemed to fuck up and get chewed on.Still, some professional jealousies remained, mostly from some of the lazier staff members who tried to circulate a rumour that she was sleeping with the boss. The others dismissed those notions, noting that not only had the. I had dressed well for this type of party, net leggings hooked their way up to meet at garter height, showing legs that filled most man's wet dream. I knew I was pretty, I just had to make him believe I was irresistible. Walking on my 4 inch red stilettos, I roamed farther into the house, away from my prize. What guy could walk away from something just out of their reach? And more to that point, I glimpsed back slightly, and there he was slowly making his way though the rutting bodies, walking. He saw her on the bus the next morning. She could be the one. Long, flowing blonde hair, dangerous curves, and a luminous smile. If only she'd smile for him that way. But, hey, that's why he had the token.He got up from his seat and walked over to her. She eyed him suspiciously.Now! Gotta be now, or I'll lose my damn nerve."Uh, lady, I have something for you."Startled, she looked up and snarled, "Get away from me, you creep!."He scuttled off, down the aisle, as far away from her as he could. On Saturdays, I would take the bus into town with some other girls. We could shop or just hang out for the afternoon, have supper, then have a few drinks in a pub and go to a dance after. That is where I met Raymond again. He asked me for a dance, and then we spent the rest of the evening together, chatting and getting to know each other between dances. We sat together on the bus back to camp afterward. Then he walked me to my barracks where we stopped and kissed goodnight. They were soon long.