I grabbed my bag of clothes only to realize I only had some clean panties, a tube dress, and a bodystocking. So I grabbed them all and went to his sho...er and freshened up. I decided to skip the pantiesand slid on my black crotchless fishnets, and to top it off the black and red striped tube dress. I did my make up and by the time I stepped out, and into the loft something smelled amazing! I walked into the living room and across the way in the kitchen there was Mr. Black cooking what smelled. ”“Good luck with an alibi from his wife,” she responded, keeping the comments generic as she glanced around. “From what I hear, she’s angry enough she might tell you he marched out in the middle of the night carrying an axe. She’s not taking the news of his cheating particularly well.”“I can imagine. I’ve spent a fair amount of time balancing girlfriends, yet every day, I expect one to take a shot at me. I realize I’m playing against the odds.”“I’ll admit, I’ve never known that sort of activity. . the ones that had just kissed her so she'd almost gone weak. Shaggy dark hair that looked a little less tamed than unusual ... the hint of stubble on his jaw that had tickled her when he kissed."Yes ... indeed we are both professionals ... and I need one to work directly with me ... hence the interview ... now may we continue... ?"She nodded and he approached her again, this time running his hands over her bare arms, until he reached her hands which he grabbed to put on his hips. Damn he had. "I was careless." What do you mean? Were you mugged?" No, I was not mugged." Were you shot?"He looked at her, studying her face. "Yes, I was shot." You need to go to the hospital." No! No hospital." Who shot you?" It is not important."Matilda opened her mouth to say something but he waved his hand at the bags. "What is this?" he asked."I brought my stuff over." You will have to put it away. It cannot stay there." Okay."After a brief pause, Matilda said, "Who shot you?" Enough! No more.