Her only reward was a throaty, "Hello." Who was he? What was he doing here? She wanted -- no, needed -- to know more about him."My name is Annabelle D...escher," she replied, trying to steady her voice. She was shaky because his quiet presence unnerved her. She fought tooth-and-nail to regain more of her composure. Her hand was held out with the back of her hand upward offering a feminine handshake.He didn't appear nervous when he accepted her hand. He raised it up to his soft-looking, full lips.. I reached around and unhooked it from my uniform, holding it in my hands. The messages popping up urging me to lock it. I hesitated, this was the point of no return, I could still get away, not do this, sever the connection ‘Well slut?’ I hesitated my heart beating fast, palms sweating fingers trembling. ‘Please may I lock myself Miss?’ ‘Yes slut I want a close up though so we can all see’ I moved right up close fitted the lock. The room messages were coming thick and fast. It was madness this. I had picked out a couple of short skirts with high slits when a voice behind us asked, "Can I help you find something?"I turned around and looked at the saleswoman. She was dressed professionally in a skirt and blouse and had blonde hair, slightly longer than shoulder length. She had blue eyes and large breasts. A few years younger and she would have been mistaken as a high school cheerleader. When Becky turned around, she said, "Oh, it's you again!"So this was the saleswoman from yesterday.. I dint know what to do,she suddenly pushed herself back apologizing .Some time later the electricity came back and the movie got over too.It was around 9 pm and she wanted to take a bath and call it a day.I went to my room,pounced over my bed thinking about her.Suddenly I could hear my name being called, it was Aneeda calling me from the bathroom, the door was slightly open "Can you please bring me the body wash kept at the table outside?"she said . I took it and stood near the bathroom door.