She smiled, looking into my eyes, standing close. “I really wanted to meet you, but I want you to know, I don’t usually do things like this. I don...��t want you to get the wrong impression but,” she said, stopped and bit her lower lip.“But what,” I asked eager to hear what she was saying.“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I like how you look at me and here we are in a funky phony resort and I’ve been going to bed horny thinking about you and so decided I was going to try to make. 5 weeks later I had a few replies and within a day I had set up interviews for the four girls who had confirmed that they were interested in being my PA. For their interviews I had asked the girls to wear very business like clothes and to be as plain as they possibly could. I buzzed my office receptionist to tell her to ask the first girl to come in so she came in and sat down and the first thing I asked her was if she was wearing underwear, she said she was and I told her to show me.She stood. She didn’t have a bra on and the a/c in the restaurant was making her nipples poke against the material of her blouse leaving nothing to my imagination. She caught me looking a couple of times and her face filled with blood to a bright blushing red but she didn’t try to cover her tits up. As if she wanted me to see more of her breast she reached up and unbuttoned the second button on her blouse. For sure I got a glimpse of her deep cleavage as she bent slightly forward reaching for a napkin. I could feel my heart race and I felt panicky. ‘Oh my god, what if I am stuck in here.’ ‘Mar, Marcinda…Stevens?’ I asked in a state of shock. ‘Yes,’ she said softly. I looked back at the grandfather clock and into my family room before looking back at her. I couldn’t believe what I was experiencing. I glanced back at the clock one more time before looking back at her. ‘That used to be your house,’ I said apprehensively as I lifted my arm and pointed toward my family room. ‘That is correct. I.