“Just making sure, wouldn’t want it to burn,” She said, still stroking me. She lingered for a while then finished my legs and arms. “Done,” ...he said. I laid back, hands behind my head, and Holly did the same. The waves came in gently, crashing every so often. I looked over at her, sunbathing beauty. “Want to go swimming?” I asked. “But then we would have to put lotion on again,” She said. “Hey, we could do that all day. Swim, lotion, swim, lotion,” I said. “Yeah, you would just have to rub. She finally rushed me off to finish dressing. I removed allthe tags from my new sweater and skirt and carefully put them on.Lastly, I put on little pearl earrings, my watch and a bracelet, thenjust a hint of perfume. I was very cautious as I didn't want to riskruining my pretty nails which were not completely dry yet. Jeannie found me in front of the mirror, staring at myreflection, as usual. I knew I'd never tire of seeing myself as awoman. We spent an hour or so sitting around the. It was a good idea so that she could remember the apartment later. We thanked the manager, took a few copies of the floor plan, and headed out for the next apartment complex. Back in the truck, she reached over and lightly punched me in the arm. “You’re so cute,” she laughed, “hope I didn’t embarrass you in there.” “No, not at all. If you want to roll around on the floor of every apartment we visit, that’s fine with me,” I responded with a smirk. At the next apartment complex, the office. Friday night when she left the flowers left with her. I smiled all the way home. Monday she didn’t bring them back. I knew Mike would be there again. At a little after ten he opened the door a little and said, ‘Delivery.’ She looked up and saw another flower box. She held out her hands and Mike gave the box to her and left. She didn’t wait until I went to lunch. She opened the box and I heard her sigh as she uncovered the red and pink roses. She took the vase and got water, trimmed the stems.