Mom and I soon found a strong bond of friendship, though I knew she wouldn't believe me that one Christmas Eve at midnight when I thought I heard slei...h bells and someone on the rooftop.When we weren't working in the hotel we would go to the bookstore. She'd ride me on her bike while I hung on. When we drove town we'd listen to the same music. Mom did her best to teach me how to ride a bike, but I never could do it. Born with one leg shorter than the other, I couldn't get the right balance. Waiting for me is a warm, fluffy towel and he makes sure to pat away every drop of moisture from my body, well, almost every drop. The moisture that is now flowing from my sacred space, preparing a space for him can’t be merely wiped away. Once we are both dry, he will lead me to the bedroom and he will lay me down on the bed. He circles me, watches me, he prepares for his nightly prayers. Taking the mango-scented shea butter, he will warm some in his hands until it is melted and in a. "I have no idea." When in doubt, plead the fifth. "I really don't know.I can assure you that I haven't been wearing them." At this I chuckled,hoping to cover up the bald faced lie, only last night I had worn afavorite pair of white lace panties to supper. "By the way, what,exactly were you doing in that closet?" Counter offensive, might have ahope of turning it around, make her in the wrong rather than me."You hired me to clean the house; I assumed that meant all of it,including the closets. I. His lips werelarger and pouty, and his chin was more round, less defined. He lookedexotic as Sean commanded, and even seductive. As he glared at Seanthough, Sean could only smile as the sex appeal of even the glare wasamazing.Sean thought he might be enjoying himself a bit too much, but he knew hecouldn't stop quite yet, he wasn't done yet. Anyone who saw Alex wouldthink him a girl at this point, but there were a few more final touches,that Sean couldn't resist. Such a beautiful body didn't.