This was going to be interesting!November 18th, 1:35 PM - Claire Dryden's BoutiqueClaire Dryden's Boutique looked like money from the outside. This pl...ce said 'snob' and 'rich bitch' all in the same breath. The boutique was empty when we entered except for a sharply dressed saleswoman at the counter who was just closing up a box lunch. The first thing I noticed was the clothes. Then the smell of sweet jasmine floating delicately in the air and if heaven was even remotely like this store I was. As we were leaving I was looking forward to being alone with him again. I wanted to talk more with him, to see if I could get a feel for if I should tell him about my attraction to him. I got in the car with him, and off we drove back to my truck.He would tell me from time to time to tell him something, something he didn't already know, something interesting about myself. Well this time I asked him to tell me something, something no one else knew about him. He told me a very deep and personal. Rhys did not move. She could easily pick up her knife and toss it into his forehead if she decided to do so. ‘Yeah, about 47 times.’ She pressed a few buttons and placed the phone to her ear. She glanced at him again, looking to see if he made a move to stop her from dialing. He made sure to tell her, through his body language, that he wouldn’t. She dialed. Through the silence of the room, he could hear the line on the other end ring. When he thought nobody would answer, a quiet voice. On my way to our bedroom, I unbuttoned my blouse and my pleated skirt. Once in the bedroom I tossed my bra on the bed and decided to wear my scandalous little red panties but removed my hold up stockings. I picked a wrap dress to wear as it was cool and not the least bit restrictive plus I showed a little cleavage. I slipped on my Birkenstocks sandals and headed for the door.Rach had pulled her car up and I slipped into the passenger seat. Rachel slipped the car in gear and we headed out at a.