Well, it would happen in time. She was sure of that. Meanwhile, she had to be wary of her son but not ungrateful to him. So she made a lovely dinner, ...nd after laying out the table and putting the curried beef on to simmer, she took a fast hot shower and chose her dress for the evening. It was almost six by the time she was dressing. The beef had been simmering a half hour, she figured to herself. That meant dinner about seven, which left an hour for cocktails. Well, this was going to be quite. It’s just that there is no more work for you to do today.? He glanced dismissively at Sherry, a look that awakened her worst fears. ?This won’t take long.? He ushered a glum, dispirited Sherry into his office and shut the door. He sat behind his imposing desk, folded his hands together in front of him and looked at her sternly as she sat in the chair facing his desk. By design, the chair was a bit lower than average so that she was forced to look up at him. He spoke. She emailed me back again practically begging me to actually do the things I said I'd do to her, and she wanted a pic of me. I sent her my pic asking for one in return. I didn't get one, instead I got an email that just said "I'm not sending you a pic, we went to high school together I'm coming over now don't worry about giving me your address I already know where you live. I think you'll be surprised at who I am."This was a little odd to me, I graduated about a year and a half, almost 2 years. Again her rear end was almost at my nose and I couldn’t help but notice that her robe failed to cover her ass as she bent over. She had nothing under it and was neatly trimmed. She stood and turned saying, “There can I help you with those pants or shirt first?”She reached to unbutton my shirt but I drew back and asked her, “How did you get the name Bitterwater?” as I unbuttoned my uniform. Her nose turned up a little as I took off the Wool shirt that I had worn for the last two weeks.“Sorry,”.