She took a long look at me, her eyes piercing mine as she smiled and then stepped out of the convertible. I followed behind her as we walked down the ...idewalk to her front door. She removed the keys from her purse and slid the key in and opened the door.I could hear music in the background, a soft jazz of some type and voices. Shit, I thought to myself. They had company. There goes my chance to get laid.We walked into a kitchen area where two men were leaning against a counter. Both were. “Jesus, Christy, I thought you said your friends weren’t here.”“I never said that; I told you you didn’t have to worry about our friends. As you can see, Jessie is a nudist too. So… no worries.”I look back over my shoulder, and Jessie throws her arms in the air and saunters over to me.“See anything you like, Jeff? I bet I can find something I like on you,” Jessie says in a very sultry voice.Jessie embraced me and planted a sensual kiss on my lips while her hands roamed down my chest. I was. ‘Not fast, just gentle.’ With a quick movement he threw the daggers towards the door, striking the precise centre in unison. ‘And accurate.’ She looked into his blue eyes. ‘What do you want with me?’. ‘Nothing yet,’ he got up and moved towards a cabinet. It was then she saw the hilt of her sword lying just under the satin bed covers. Could he have overlooked it? She quickly reached down and snatched up the blade, then quietly slid it back into its scabbard. She moved awkwardly as her ankles. The day before the company arrives, the woman asks the man how much progress he’s made on assembling the grill. The man replies that he’s put 2 hours into it and he figures he’s about half done. “Good,” she says, “that will give you plenty of time to finish before the company arrives”. The man says that he probably won’t because there was a storm recently and he has already promised her to clean all the windows, hose off the deck, trim the bushes, wipe down the outdoor tables and chairs, go.