I offered to go put something on but she insisted that I stay as I was. I laughed and told her that she was welcome to be naked herself if she wanted....I saw a moment's hesitation where she seemed to give it some serious consideration but then, ultimately, she declined with a giggle.Eventually, we both lost our self-consciousness as I told her more about my photography. I could see that Cathy was getting closer and closer to agreeing to model for me and I did my best to sell her on the idea. I. I'm dead on my feet." I yawned and stretched. The drug of choice from Colombia and the adrenaline high for my new job both ran out of steam at the same time. At 5:15 sharp, I stood at the door to Sheila's office with two steaming cups of coffee. Martha from the kitchen crew prepared Sheila's coffee to the leader's liking. I noted the recipe, black with a splash of cream and a dash of sugar. "Here goes nothing," I mumbled under my breath as I rapped on her door the to the tune of,. She'd seen me looking."Yeah, and you're the one whose always telling me to call a spade a spade," Jean countered.I sat on a fallen tree and looked back into the ravine. Jean sat beside me her elbows on her knees, cupping her chin. For a few moments the noisy jays made the only sound to be heard.Not looking at her, I continued, "Well, whatever we call this rose -- or this spade -- that fact is that I keep thinking about you... about us." Cut to the chase, boy. You mean us doin' it, don't. I had a feeling she was holding something back although I trusted her implicitly. It is just that she wasn’t in a hurry to meet so I went along with it. Pictures she sent me started to get more explicit and she looked really stunning and gorgeous. Then after a while exchanging flirtations online the dialogue became more hot and I was entering a completely new field in doing something I once would have thought to be really perverted. But with Miranda the language and expression served only to.