" She told me in a soft, slightly querulous voice.I walked behind her, studying her form. I saw her raven black hair, coming to a point just below the...nape of her neck, exposing her black collar. I took in her flawless back, narrowing at the waist and then flaring sharply. I could see her buttocks, currently unmarked. That would change."You may stand and face me."She turned as she stood to face me, feet properly set the required shoulder distance apart, eyes suitably downcast. I stood back and. When I looked it was from my bud, so I opened it. He asks, “Where I was and what I was wearing?” I replied back to him, “I was wearing a blue golf shirt with blue jeans, and that I was on the 9th floor at a hospitality room having a drink. Why did he want to know?”It takes a few minutes for him to reply back. When I read his reply, I almost drop my drink. He replied, “There has been a reply to the ad, and they are at the same motel and attending the same conference. I have replied back to. Tiffany had found out from the HR department that I had taken some vacation time, and she wanted to know where the hell I was going without her.Thinking fast, I played it off as a surprise that she wasn't supposed to have found out about. I mean, of course I was going to be taking her with me. And of course everything was my treat. She kissed me happily, as if she was finally landing the rich husband of her dreams, and she went to go fill out her own vacation request form.Just when I felt like. When you were a teen, you never seemed to "man up" like the other boys did, and your face was more noticeable for your fuller lips, softly fluted nose, and thick eyelashes than a strong jaw. Your shoulders stayed narrow and your hips, well, they didn't. It seemed like everything you ate went straight to your ass, and though you tried dieting, it didn't do enough - the wiggle stayed in your walk, and the men by the door sure noticed. As always, they'd laugh at you, but you'd move on - it's.