Fred exhaled in a soft laugh. "That was the general intention." But -- look at you! I was about to come and you're still cool and in control and, and ... look such a mess -- a proper mess," she stammered.Fred's mouth curved up further. "A gloriously improper mess, I'd say." George eyed her thoughtfully, then took hold of his sweater and pulled it over his head, revealing hard, well-defined muscles and a dusting of ginger hair running down the centre of his stomach. One hand smoothed the side of. They were made of sweat pants material. She has on a plain white t shirt and a black bra. Her legs were killer and tanned nicely. I know she caught me starring. We talked and had lunch together. She told me she would be back later that week.About 10 days later she shows up crying with a bag of clothes. She told me she had been evicted from her home because she didn't pay the rent. She had a list a mile long of excuses. I figured she blew it on booze and QVC. I talked to her as she. You should really sunbath in the nude. I would be the luckiest neighbor in the world. I said outloud. I fondled her some more and I was tempted to fuck her, but did not want to push my luck. I left and then started time again. The next day I was sitting by the window again when I saw Samantha in her back yard. She was completely naked. She was sunbathing nude for the first time. I thought back to what I had said out loud. She did exactly what I asked her too. Well this was too good. I had to. And on topof being a great dancer, you're not exactly harsh on the eyes either."I suddenly felt awful. Yes, while it is no excuse for her to be ashorrible towards me as she is, it must be awkward seeing her boyfriendand me together. Especially when doing something like a waltz. In ourcostumes, we look like a prince and princess dancing at some fairy taleball. I bet she'd love to be in my position. It was at that point Idecided that instead of reacting to her being horrible, I was going tobe.