She had given me the bag of items spread out on the desk behind her. I have to admit, I was looking forward to seeing what she was going to do next! S...owly she raised the hem of her skirt, showing those lovely brown firm legs. With her chin still tipped down, she glanced up and let her eyes roam over the shadows moving within the cages. “You like my legs? You want to see how high up they go?” She was playing with them. She was a senior at the university and spoke better English than most of the. He noticed that the room had a new definite chill and Travis was far too aware of what she was thinking at the moment."I'm not saying that you're a bad lover," Travis hastily explained, "I'm saying that you didn't have a clue to all the possibilities until you watched that movie. You did learn a lot from it, true?" You are speaking the truth, Travis, but you are not wooing me to your bed, or making a friend, by taking this path."Travis felt a bit of panic, "I'm just making a comparison. You're. She had a life worth living. But she wished for one thing that she lacked. The boys she wanted were ogling at the ladies that have that very one thing she does not. She grew jealous. “I want to be thick,” She said to one of her friends, rocking her hips with sass.Sharmell was a freshman in college. She had chemistry class with me. As for myself, I was a junior. She sat by me. She was kind of talkative. She had my curiosity. Why? In all honesty, she had plenty to offer. For example, Sharmell was. I took the liberty of ordering a few things from room service before we left and they are waiting for us when we return. It was no small trick to get all these things in place with you impatiently waiting in the car, but it worked perfectly. A bottle of Moet & Chandon is chilled along with some sweet large strawberries and chocolate (yes this will be a night of decadence and seduction). I left a simple white silk Natori gown lying on the huge feather bed along with a black velvet jeweled collar.