While Steve was eating his dinner Trish Simon sat down at his table. She asked him if he could help her out at the fund raising dinner they were havin... for the hospital.“What do you have in mind?”“Well there is a silent auction and I would like to auction off a date with you.”“Why don’t you just let me make a monetary donation?”“That would be nice but I do need prizes to auction off and since you are single and if I may say good looking, it could mean a large donation to the hospital. You don’t. I don’t really know.’ I looked down, embarrassed. He sighed. ‘Hmm. . . what about this muscular stuff?’ He looked up at me again, a question and a dare in his eyes. Wait a minute! A dare? ‘Well, he was able to carry her up the stairs without breaking a sweat! So he has to be pretty damn muscular!’ Christina said to him, while my eyes shot ice darts at her. ‘So this is where the fatness came in?’ He chuckled to himself. ‘Well, feel how strong I am.’ He flexed his arm and we all felt his bicep.. That day I completed my work early and instructed my assistant to handle the remaining works and I headed towards a mall to get some gift for my wife that too for a very first time.Really that day I realized that how tough it is to get a gift for such a sexy lady. But some how I managed and purchased a thin gold waist chain which was a collection of chains and so connected to form a net such that it starts at waist and ends just above the hips.As I firstly seen her sexy waist which inspired me. His face was grim, shadowed by the late afternoon sunlight. She kicked off her shoes, dropped her pocketbook on the bed and went to wash her hands. She had never had the chance to do anything for him since he had asked her to move into his home. He had always been the one to give — praise, support, encouragement — and all she had managed to give was gratitude. Despite the vast difference in their circumstances, and even knowing, as she did, that what he was offering was nothing more than a.