My hair was thick with lather when I heard the door open and close. “Sorry,” Alyssa said. “I can’t wait.” Then I heard the tail-tell sounds ...f her using the toilet. With my girls, I didn’t mind. We shared so much more than just the bathroom that it didn’t bother me. On the other side, I would have been in my rights to scream and shout at her for invading the bathroom while I was in the shower. She did it to me enough time while we were growing up.Instead, I ignored her. I understood needing to. I managed to clean almost everything and looked at her as the task was completed. She removed her sandals where a piece of paper was left. I had to kneel in front of her to complete the task in time. I crawled till her chair, now I was kneeling in front of her.I was under her table removing the paper under her footwear. The first time in my life, I was getting some weird sensations. I was actually liking this. I was enjoying the aroma of leather. I was enjoying the view of her black stockings.. " I was embarrassed at his comment but also flattered, and it made me feel really good about myself. I felt tingly where he touched me but I put it off as the thrill of the moment. Looking back I guess this was the first time that I had a reaction to John as a man instead of just a professional coworker and superior. It was also the first time that I acknowledged to myself how really charming and witty he was, and handsome in a glossy sort of way." After that night we seemed to work more as a. Have the courage to tell her how you feel.”“How do you know her address, Cassie?”“You have her phone number on your mobile, I phoned and asked her.”“You talked to her?” I asked, so flabbergasted I forgot to be angry about her invasion of my privacy. The girl was amazing.“Yes.”“What did she say?”“Nothing much, just gave me her address for you. She did say she hoped to see you soon. I really think she fancies you, so you need to go and tell her how you feel. Now.”I did not share her optimism, but.