"Sophia tore open the wrapping. Inside the box was a pink angora sweater. "Oh, I love it! Thank you so much, Mr. and Mrs. Kelleher. It's beautiful." I...wasn't sure you'd like it." It's perfect. I don't own enough sweaters." She looked down at the short-sleeve blouse she was wearing. "And I should have one today. I'm cold! I'm going to go try it on. Hold my place, Snugglebear." She went upstairs to the bathroom, and emerged a couple minutes later, wearing the sweater. She was wearing blue jeans. I say forced when really it is was more a necessity on my part if I wanted to have a summer job, you see I had just finished comprehensive school in a quiet English town called Hereford and I needed some income during the summer break before college started in September. So like a good student eager to work I applied for scores of jobs in so many sectors and throughout the county of my particular country England and the country next door known as Wales. I must have applied for 1000 jobs and I. She's been to this house a 1000 times over the years she knows where the bathroom is, I thought.She stood there in the doorway in her pink bikini looking hot, but, not leavingI wondered why she wasn't leaving. She walked slowly into my room closing the door behind her, and said I'm sorry again. Walking toward me I saw her tits jiggle mmm.I wondered what she had in mind and did she really walk in my room by mistake. She sat on my bed next to me and looked me up and down, I tried to act cool,. .. she would enjoy going to the theater with him, after all, Randy was away so much of the time he could hardly resent her having a little fun, especially with owner of the gallery that would give her her first one-woman show in New York City.Philip had put her in a cab and given the cabby five dollars, ample money to see her home. She was surprised as she pulled her in front of the studio to see that the lights were all on. She had left earlier when it was light and she hadn't left the lights.