This would turn out to be a good thing.Rising one sunny morning, I stretched and as had become my habit glanced to the apartment across the way. Almos... in the act of turning away I caught myself and looked again. YES there she was! It hadn't all been some dream. For whatever reason, maybe it was due to it being daytime instead of night, instead of being furtive I stepped boldly towards the window for a better look. In the process I ignored my own attire which consisted of pj bottoms. I was. I could see her voluptuous figure through the saree she was wearing. She had let her hairs loose. She was wearing bangles on her both the hands. And with the light coloured lipstick she was looking really stunning. She looked at me through the mirror and smiled. As though not seeing me she started making erotic moves. She stood before the mirror, and put her hands in her hairs and made erotic and sexy moves. I loved to see her tall and well maintained figure. She had good bust. Suddenly, I. “I just wondered if you’re the kind of man who needs it daily or several times a week. It doesn’t matter, either way; I’d like to accept the offer.”“What if I said I was the kind of man who needs it several times a day?” he asked coyly.“Then I’d have to wonder what kind of business meetings you’d be having that would allow you that much time to fuck,” she answered cheekily.McKinley laughed, “I like you, Miss Remy. I think we will get along just fine. You’d be quite right about my business not. He couldn’t honestly say that he deserved anything that she threw at him. Shane had been staring at the table when the house phone rang. His head jerked up as if alarmed at the unfamiliar sound. The ring permeated the air again. Shane leaned in his chair to grab the phone off the receiver that was attached to the wall. ‘Hello?’ Silence. He glanced at Jon. ‘Yeah, He’s here.’ Another silence. ‘Sir, I’m not sure if that’s such a great idea. H—. Yes, sir.’ Shane extended the phone to Jon. ‘It’s.