I was wearing nothing but my Jockey's and Dana had nothing but a bra and panties. I assumed I should go next, so I reached behind her to undo the clas... of her bra and she began to giggle. She reached behind and took my hands and brought them around to the front and helped me understand that the bra clip was in the front. I had to laugh. Mr. Smooth at work. But I have to tell you, when that bra came off, all I could say was "Wow!" Dana was one spectacular woman and I couldn't take my eyes off. She was smiling looking at me. Luckily she couldn’t see my hardon as it got covered under the desk.Me: Hey, Preeti.Preeti: Are you alright?Me: Yeah. Why?Preeti: Daydreaming at work is not normal for you.Me: I was thinking about home.She said okay and left me with a puzzled look. As the day slowly unwinded, I was getting nervous every minute. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do when I get back home. On one side, there was a joy knowing Gowri loved me.But I also felt like I was cheating Vasanthi. The rain makes your outfit even shinier as the raindrops run down. Islide a hand up your leg collecting rainwater on the way and rub it into theskin of your inner thigh. You respond in an unexpected way. I don?t notice youreaching up to shake an overhanging branch and am unprepared for the suddendeluge of water that soaks me.With a girlish giggle you break free from me and scamper away down thepath, your skirt flying and your ruffled bum bobbing. Unfortunately your bootsaren?t meant for running. He took the remote and turned on the VCR; maybe someone had left a tape in it that was worth watching, although the odds were that it was more of Henry's cartoons.It wasn't cartoons; it was the tape that Kirsten had made on the finish line at Sunday. He had already seen it seventeen times at least, but he watched the climactic moments once again: the teams racing across the ice, pounding along side by side, Tiffany so tiny behind the drive bow of the sled, but so intense and dedicated. Once.