I had so many questions to ask about Sam’s mother and how he was handling everyday life, but I felt like it was not the time or the place for deeper...discussions. With a shaking hand I took a sip of my tea and a bite of my sandwich, mostly to give myself some time to collect my thoughts. I was so attracted to this man that my eyes were almost crossing from the instant sexual tension. I felt like a stranger in my own body and I just barely kept myself from reaching out and touching him. I’ve. After all ajob interview was a job interview and I had phoned immediately toconfirm I would be there.Chapter 2Naked, I stepped in front of the bathroom mirror, and, for themillionth time, I looked at myself critically. There, a reflection inthe mirror, was an undeniably pretty young woman. Shoulder length mousybrown hair framed her face nicely and her facial features could only bedescribed as feminine. Wide innocent blue eyes topped by carefullyshaped eyebrows; high feminine cheekbones; a pert. When he roused from his drunken stupor, sprawled across his queen sized bed, his heart was pounding as badly as was his head. The sun was streaming in through the south facing windows in the small apartment he and his grandfather built for him over his grandfather’s old, detached, two car garage. As his eyes opened he was further moved to wakefulness by a kick and the slam of a small fist in his chest when the small woman sleeping with him was also awakened. When Al moved his stomach rolled and. "Harleigh sat bolt upright in bed in terror, and almost tumbled out of the far side before she realised that it was her father, and she was no longer dreaming. Her face relaxed from its terror, and she fell into her fathers arms, sobbing once again. He hugged her tightly, reaching out to snap on the bedroom light.Paul was a little startled to see that his daughter was sleeping in nothing more than a skimpy pair of panties and a cut off t-shirt that barely hid her small breasts. Paul looked at.