Desires."Becca thought for a moment. "I could make it my business," she saidwith a wry grin.Katie looked puzzled. "What are you talking about?" I've...got a proposition for you," Becca said with unnerving confidencein her voice. "Actually, for both you and Tom." What's that?"Becca smiled knowingly and took a sip. "I'll tell you when he getsback."Her sly hint had Katie curious, and she was suddenly eager for Tom toreturn. Katie tried to prompt for more clues, but Becca was being coy.After. My thoughts again returned to when they arrived and when I had seen her for the first time in three years. I had been stunned. My cousin Ruth who had been a spoiled brat had now changed into a very lovely and exciting young woman. In fact she was a little too sophisticated for a county boy like me and even with me being a year older than her.Not that I hadn't been around girls, because there is no shortage of girls anywhere, but the girls I had been around were county types too and just didn't. He took a towel and started wiping off water from her head. Was this the part of the job description of this waiter or is it that we get ourselves into situations that leads to this. I have to seriously think about this when I am back home. Currently, I had to deal with the waiter. I politely told him thanks and told him that I will take over from here. He smiled but continued to drain of water from Riya’s hair. Riya was dripping wet all over her body. The waiter then wrapped the towel around. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the shoulders down, apart from the delicate watch around her left wrist and the fine bracelet she wears on her right wrist. Sometimes she's worn hose or tights or whatever but today her long, muscular legs were bare.I've always been a leg-man. Sure, I like to admire the.