She would just glide around the house, swaying that heavy ass, spreading that sweaty smell, doing her chores. Meanwhile, I would try to catch a sight ...hen I could, acting busy in my own work. Also, thinking how to make her my little bitch. Sometimes she would notice that look on my face, but the innocent little soul never complained.I waited for her to start doing dishes. I went into the kitchen under the pretext of drinking water. After I was finished, I didn’t leave. I stood there, behind. It was that hand she wanted to bring her the pleasure she craved. A pleasure mixed with the tantalizing sensation discomfort. Something a little rougher. Her other lovers had always been so gentle. Perhaps it was her diminutive size that brought that out in men. She had no guess as to why other men she'd been with had always brought her to orgasm with a light touch. Inside, her mind had screamed out for them to not be so dainty. To take her, use her. "That was alright, wasn't it", she wondered.. That's worth more than all the airbrushed-perfect beauties they can stack up.Part of it is just you. We've known each other since elementary school, way back before you liked boys, and I think I've loved you a little all that time. It sounds like a dumb after-school special, but it's the way I feel. And then you were a tomboy, always having to do everything the guys could do, but better… Somewhere in those years you went all bosomy and leggy and tan and just amazingly hot - and the friendship. .." No," said Clegg. I felt defeated. "No, it doesn't need a plan. I think we should try it. We've got the resources. Let's see if it works. It's the sort of thing we should be doing to help develop the customers — the more we can do for them the more their likely to buy from us. Don't spend time planning, spend time doing. That is unless anyone's got a better idea?"Harry, Rick and Elly all shook their heads. "Sounds fine to me," said Elly."Good," said Clegg. "That's decided. Get on with it,.