" He said as he gestured with his hand to the chair in front of him as he leaned against his massive desk. "You look outstanding today. But seriou...ly this is a professional office. I don't want my important clients coming in here and the first impression they get is a whore house. I've told you about Business Attire. That shirt is not close to appropriate." he sternly lectured. He did not use a tone or look of anger, but of disappointment. "I gave you this job out of the benevolence of my. " He realized,it was not just the hair, he was short for a man being 5 feet 4 inchesand only weighed 125 pounds and accepted that some people could mistakehim for a woman; however, he loved having long hair and if people thoughthe was a woman, he would acknowledge their interpretation of hisappearance, it was a fact of life he would have to live with, as he wasnot going to cut his hair in order to appear more manly. He got out ofthe car, went into the store to buy some cigarettes. Jane was. It was if the entire universe was a great clock run by mechanisms finally revealed.I sat naked in an ornate chair, upholstered with costly embroidered Belgian silk cloth, reading, while Aurora lay naked in her afterglow, her skin marble-white on the bed. Her golden hair spread out around and above her head, while her rounded breasts, topped by the most delicious pink nipples, pointed towards the ceiling. Her eyes were closed and her unblemished limbs were entangled in the sheets. She lay. It wasn’t right and I needed to either send him home or go to bed. After a few minutes in bed, tossing and turning, I needed to know what was happening. I went to the bedroom door, then laid down again. Even the act of not watching but just thinking of it was a turn on, JESUS, I had problems. Eventually I talked myself into just a drink of water then right back to bed. I was surprised to see they were not in the pool but instead directly outside the kitchen window on the second level front.