I don't know why, but I followed him. He sat in the chair and pulled me in front of him. Looking up he asked, did you have fun yesterday. Nodding my h...ad I squeaked out yes. Putting his hands on my chest he said, that's good. He rubbed my chest then moving down he slid his hands to my sides. Reaching my waist he said, are you nervous. Yes I said quickly. Smiling he said, it's OK. We're friends right. Shaking I nodded my head. Mr Smith popped the button and slowly pulled down the zipper.. What areyou doing?" I want to look beautiful like a woman. What's wrong with that? Cant aguy try to find his feminine side. I was hoping we could go to the hairsalon to get my hair styled. I cant do that on my own," he saidchallenging."No, you look stupid. Your foundation is all wrong, your colors don'tmatch. You obviously didn't shave very well for the foundation to cover.And what is up with that grown. Pink. Sorry, Calvin. You don't look likea woman, you look like a sissified man trying. Lets. ."I took Graeme's empty glass and went to refill it. "As it is, he gets toplay with me on a regular basis - in fact, potentially for a lot longerthan the original contract would have demanded ... though I imagine he'llget bored with me at some stage." I shot my husband a sharp look over myshoulder as I poured the champagne. "You're sure you don't mind me goingoff with him?" Of course not," came the prompt reply. "Look, I just feel so lucky tohave anything of you at all - especially after it. Surprisingly perceptive," Sonya said. "As it happens, my husband left me five years ago for a younger woman; but how did you know I was single?" No wedding ring or shadow of one, and the picture on your desk just shows you and your daughter. The man must have been an absolute fool though." Why do you say that?" she asked, puzzled."Good-looking blondes are almost a dime a dozen. Good-looking brunettes are quite a bit more uncommon. Good-looking redheads are very rare. But fantastic looking.