As I emerged from the elevator cage I was confronted by a vision of loveliness. A tall, slender woman stood waiting patiently. Wearing a floor length ...ream gown with a high neck and leg-of-mutton sleeves, her pale complexion was shaded from the heat of the noon sun by a wide brimmed hat. She carried a large carpet bag, holding it in front of herself with both hands.I was pleased. So many women seem to find it necessary to discard even the minimal modesty afforded by modern fashions when they. ”I groaned and shifted, feeling two rigid bodies on either side of me, a pair of breasts that felt like concrete pressing into my chest, a lithe body behind me that felt as hard as a statue. I blinked and rolled over to see a pair of emerald-green eyes staring down at me set in a pale face. Twin braids of black hair fell down her.“Do not be afraid, James,” she said. “Your father sent me to you. I am Iofiel, the Angel of Beauty and Art. I want to inspire you to paint. To create beauty.”“Paint?”. I didn't know when she had moved but she no longerlooked like my Siamese twin. She kept stealing glances at Jeff, next to her,and he would smile back at her. I suppose he was good looking but I'm no judge.I got a sudden unexpected shock of jealousy, like a knife through my heart,when I saw him smiling. He clearly wasn't smiling at anything funny. I gulpedsome more G&T. When nobody spoke up for Sex Shop , Mike said, ?OKlets play Get screwed . Who wants to go out the room first?' Someone called. I stayed a few seconds without answering, as if hypnotized. She smiled and repeated the question. I reacted and asked for the food. During the dinner I was thinking about it. I finished eating. I paid, I left a tip and a small paper with my phone telling him that if he was interested, he could call me to leave.Two weeks passed, my phone rang and she said: my name is Angela, and I want to go out with you. I was happy, but I kept the seriousness. I told her that I went to the restaurant for the.