The truth was that she did look particularly good. Her hair was styled differently than she kept it at work, looser, and more relaxed. The blouse she ...as wearing was made of some very thin material, and with any slight movement she made, easily confirmed the absence of any type of supporting undergarment for her full breasts. She had on silky black loose pants with black heels that accentuated her long legs. Taken all together, she was a real knock out.Watching her, I was immediately struck by. It wasn't the upcoming show that had him in this state, although he was curious to find out what passed for opera in this backwater. It was Mia. The girl had always been something of a disappointment. Even after a century, he still had not managed to purge her of such mortal conceits as compassion and mercy. So, he had abandoned his plans to make her his eternal companion and had begun to shape her for another use.For years he had felt the resentment and disdain growing within her. He had. "I've loved you since you were twelve years old, and nothing will ever stop me from loving you. Do you understand? Nothing will ever take away the love I have for you." He laughed. "Listen to me. I sound as cliché as one of the characters in those romances you love to read. I mean every word of what I've said. Why don't you tell me this little secret of yours, and then I can go on to show you just how much I love you."I pulled the letter that father had written to me, which revealed my true. "He turned the pages slowly, pointing out details of anatomy, humor, translating the french when she asked. She moved closer, leaned into him, sliding her back lightly against his chest. Book by book, print by print, Jim showed her his most prized items. Some were transcendent, like fine art, some were vulgar and crude, but each of them provided visual stimulation prompting a physical response.By the time they locked up the shop to have their drink, he was uncomfortably aroused. Her demeanor.