Then, as fate would have it, everything changed. We both got onsite opportunity to the same city in France as we worked for the same client. She went ...efore me, 2/3 weeks before. No other colleague being there, and staying in a foreign country alone, bored the hell out of her. She used to plead everyday to me, to join her as soon as possible. My visa was delayed but it arrived ultimately. Moreover, there I was alone in a strange city with the woman whom I always used to dream of laying. Luck. Then I came to the second door on the right and turned the knob. As I looked at the woman inside sitting on the bed she smiled at me and said, “Merry Christmas Santa.”I knew her! She was the woman that owned the Fashion Boutique downtown. She was Sylvia something or other and she used to be some famous artist’s model. Sylvia asked, “Do you want me to fill your stockings?”I opened up the envelope and took out the stockings. Looking at them for a second time I realized that they were not the. "Emily thinks I'm pretty! This was first time she's ever talked about methat way. She's been kind of a "touchy-feely" girl since I met her. Ibegan to wonder if maybe we shared a mutual attraction. That was too bigof a conclusion for me to jump to, so I just giggled and said, "Thanks."With that, Emily hopped off the sofa bed, grabbed a dress and her brafrom off of the chair and headed towards the bathroom, asking me, "Sowhere should we go to eat tonight? It's your turn to pick."The next day. After another moment of them staring at each other, Diane finally said, “Let’s eat before it gets cold.” She offered Jack her hand.He took it, and she gave him a little tug as he stood up. She led him to the dining room, where she had a beautiful meal laid out for them. She sat him at the end of the table, and she sat next to him on the side. The whole time they ate, she alternated, running her foot up the inside of his legs. She never quite got to his crouch each time, but by the time dinner.